"I suppose this is a good time to be using this," Lia says as soon as the party has gathered, and she withdraws a scroll from her case. "Ahem." The mage clears her throat, then chants: "Custodiam condicionem invoco."
There is a brief pulse of energy in the air around Lia, and the scroll crumbles into dust. "I have more," she announces calmly, "but I believe I'll be casting those when we get to the Opera House."
Lia starts to move off. "Let's go, then," she suggests. "Time's a-waisting. And if I know Ramsey ... so are lives. Unles Charles or Kuzan wishes to cast some transport spells, we'd better start moving as quickly as we can."
(OOC: Lia uses a scroll to cast Contingent Energy Resistance on herself.)
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"Yes," Charles says to Sarari, smiling with just a hint of apprehension in his face. "It is proper."
At Lia's mention of teleportation Charles shakes his head. "It's too far," Charles says. "I can only go a bit more than a furlong and it's, oh, about a mile. I'd run out of spell power and have us just half-way there. We'll have to hoof it. Damn the fog...on top of everything the weather goes crazy..."
At Lia's mention of teleportation Charles shakes his head. "It's too far," Charles says. "I can only go a bit more than a furlong and it's, oh, about a mile. I'd run out of spell power and have us just half-way there. We'll have to hoof it. Damn the fog...on top of everything the weather goes crazy..."
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Grimmric lifts up out of Lia's hair and hangs in front of her, chittering.
"Quite right," the mage murmurs. "Come, then. I can do nothing about tripping or slipping, but with Grimmric leading us, we are at least guaranteed not to crash into anything if we run. Just run where I do, I'll follow his lead."
Unless anyone presents alternate transport, Lia hoists up her skirts and bolts off into the fog. Grimmric shoots off ahead of her, chittering loudly to give the rest of the group something else to follow besides the mage's slim silhouette.
"Quite right," the mage murmurs. "Come, then. I can do nothing about tripping or slipping, but with Grimmric leading us, we are at least guaranteed not to crash into anything if we run. Just run where I do, I'll follow his lead."
Unless anyone presents alternate transport, Lia hoists up her skirts and bolts off into the fog. Grimmric shoots off ahead of her, chittering loudly to give the rest of the group something else to follow besides the mage's slim silhouette.
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"Let's get to it, then." Tomas will save the use of his ring for when he's outside of the opera house. He'll be able to run faster unarmored, he decides, and off he goes!
(OOC: Except for the rhino juice, I think all of my buffs are too quick to use while running, though if I have a chance to use them before entering the opera house, Tomas would cast Divine Favor and Eagle's Splendor, at least.)
(OOC: Except for the rhino juice, I think all of my buffs are too quick to use while running, though if I have a chance to use them before entering the opera house, Tomas would cast Divine Favor and Eagle's Splendor, at least.)
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Otto? Otto is already running. But those among the group who are particularly astute might notice him jingling as he does so, as if he had a few spare coppers knocking about in his pocket.
This is not, in fact, the case. Aside from being nearly murdered by an angry shapeshifter several times, Otto has been rather busy over the past several days: calling in favors from upperclassmen in the App. Arc. department; shopping around for raw materials; examining the Port-a-Lucine city ordinances for loopholes in the concealed carry laws...you know. Extracurricular activities. He is currently hoping, rather desperately, that they are about to pay off.
Nothing much I can do ahead of time, either; werewolfage is mostly on a round-to-round basis.
This is not, in fact, the case. Aside from being nearly murdered by an angry shapeshifter several times, Otto has been rather busy over the past several days: calling in favors from upperclassmen in the App. Arc. department; shopping around for raw materials; examining the Port-a-Lucine city ordinances for loopholes in the concealed carry laws...you know. Extracurricular activities. He is currently hoping, rather desperately, that they are about to pay off.
Nothing much I can do ahead of time, either; werewolfage is mostly on a round-to-round basis.
"Damn fog" Sascha mutters as he turns heel and heads after the others, moving at a pace faster than any man his age should have any rihgt to be. The knight feels there is not much else to be said, Cavendish is waiting, a reckoning is coming, and if a blunt instrument is needed, well thats what Sascha is there for.
[OOC: not much in the way of buffs to be had, have a couple of situational spells when the choice moment arises (silverbeard, rhinos rush & strength of stone), but rage-on remains the game plan...]
[OOC: not much in the way of buffs to be had, have a couple of situational spells when the choice moment arises (silverbeard, rhinos rush & strength of stone), but rage-on remains the game plan...]
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The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space..."
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Did wander darkling in the eternal space..."
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University of Dementlieu, Port-a-Lucine, Dementlieu
September 18th, 761, 2:24 PM; Day 184 of the Menetnashte Expedition
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"Take care Charles." Professor Carter reached out to shake Devereux's hand for just a moment, nodding and smiling briefly to Remy as well. "See you in an hour if all goes well." Or much later if it didn't, the professor left unspoken, though you knew it to be all too possible.
Crrrrrrrrrrack-Thoom!
"What was that?" Dieter said quickly, looking around for the source of the noise. It was cursedly difficult to tell from where it came in this peasouper of a fog. "I think something blew up."
"You think correctly." Sarari said, her soft voice nearly lost in the Mists. Her golden eyes peered through the fog, back the way you came, elven sight giving her an advantage, however small, in these conditions. "The building has collapsed in upon itself, and now it burns. The Mages' Duel is finished, I think."
"Sweet Ezra..." Professor Carter looked through the fog. You could, just barely, make out the flickering flames in the distance. Carter shuddered, just a little. "We better get moving then. If De Casteelle survived, he's going to go looking for the Eye soon. If Menetnashte did..."
Another question with no answer.
"Let us be gone from here." Sarari said.
"Good idea." Dieter agreed.
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September 18th, 761, 2:36 PM; Day 184 of the Menetnashte Expedition
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Between the spell-sight and Grimmric's aid, you reached the Grand Opera Nationale soon enough. It was queer, walking the streets of Port-a-Lucine, the largest city for hundreds of miles in any direction, and not meeting a soul. Not that you could see anything in this fog. Cavendish could've passed by along the other side of the street, and there was no guarantee that you would even notice him. Even with Grimmric, you were traveling blind.
You heard people, though. Screams cut through the Mists with startling clarity at ever-increasing intervals. They sounded almost inhuman, attenuated through the Mists, but at the same time, they were all too cruelly human. Sometimes you saw fires burning in the distance, and shouts of hatred or rage. Twice, you came across shops that had been broken into and looted, though the thieves were long gone by the time you had arrived. On one occasion you thought you heard breaking glass and fleeing footsteps just before you arrived, though in this mist it was impossible to be sure.
The mist was thicker now, and visibility kept falling. It was also cold. The wet fog clung to your bodies, drenching your clothing as effectively as though you had been in a rainstorm. The Mists had claimed Port-a-Lucine as their own now. Whether they would ever relinquish the place was anyone's guess.
"Is this the place?" Sarari said as Grimmric finally led you to a building. In the fog, it was impossible to tell how large it was, but it must have been considerable. Four large pillars dominated the facade, each topped by a gold-leaf statue. The statues peered at you, their faces indistinct and shrouded by the Mist. They didn't look too friendly.
"I think so. Four statues, representing the arts." Professor Carter said quietly, trying the huge, oak doors in the center of the building. They were unlocked, and opened without a sound. "Song, music, dance, drama. Cavendish should be inside, along with the Eye."
"What the-- that statue just moved!" Dieter twitched, pointing at the Muse of Drama, who held a tragedian's mask in one hand.
"Impossible." Sarari said, not quite as certain as she sounded.
I recommend putting up only Minute/Level and longer buffs right now.
PC Buffs
Kuzan: 96/96 HP, Stalwart Pact, Greater Resistance, Darkvision, Longstrider
Charles: 68/68 HP, Stalwart Pact, Glibness, Message
Tomas: 129/129 HP, Stalwart Pact, Rhino Elixer,
Andre: 39/39 HP, Stalwart Pact,
Lia: 64/51 HP, Stalwart Pact, Superior Resistance, False Life, Greater Mage Armor, Contingent Energy Resistance
Grimmric: Imbue with Spell Ability
Otto: 68/68 HP, Stalwart Pact
Sascha: 108/108 HP, Stalwart Pact,
Carter: 57/57 HP, Stalwart Pact
Dieter: 60/60 HP, Stalwart Pact
Sarari: 70/70 HP, Stalwart Pact
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"Take care Charles." Professor Carter reached out to shake Devereux's hand for just a moment, nodding and smiling briefly to Remy as well. "See you in an hour if all goes well." Or much later if it didn't, the professor left unspoken, though you knew it to be all too possible.
Crrrrrrrrrrack-Thoom!
"What was that?" Dieter said quickly, looking around for the source of the noise. It was cursedly difficult to tell from where it came in this peasouper of a fog. "I think something blew up."
"You think correctly." Sarari said, her soft voice nearly lost in the Mists. Her golden eyes peered through the fog, back the way you came, elven sight giving her an advantage, however small, in these conditions. "The building has collapsed in upon itself, and now it burns. The Mages' Duel is finished, I think."
"Sweet Ezra..." Professor Carter looked through the fog. You could, just barely, make out the flickering flames in the distance. Carter shuddered, just a little. "We better get moving then. If De Casteelle survived, he's going to go looking for the Eye soon. If Menetnashte did..."
Another question with no answer.
"Let us be gone from here." Sarari said.
"Good idea." Dieter agreed.
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September 18th, 761, 2:36 PM; Day 184 of the Menetnashte Expedition
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Between the spell-sight and Grimmric's aid, you reached the Grand Opera Nationale soon enough. It was queer, walking the streets of Port-a-Lucine, the largest city for hundreds of miles in any direction, and not meeting a soul. Not that you could see anything in this fog. Cavendish could've passed by along the other side of the street, and there was no guarantee that you would even notice him. Even with Grimmric, you were traveling blind.
You heard people, though. Screams cut through the Mists with startling clarity at ever-increasing intervals. They sounded almost inhuman, attenuated through the Mists, but at the same time, they were all too cruelly human. Sometimes you saw fires burning in the distance, and shouts of hatred or rage. Twice, you came across shops that had been broken into and looted, though the thieves were long gone by the time you had arrived. On one occasion you thought you heard breaking glass and fleeing footsteps just before you arrived, though in this mist it was impossible to be sure.
The mist was thicker now, and visibility kept falling. It was also cold. The wet fog clung to your bodies, drenching your clothing as effectively as though you had been in a rainstorm. The Mists had claimed Port-a-Lucine as their own now. Whether they would ever relinquish the place was anyone's guess.
"Is this the place?" Sarari said as Grimmric finally led you to a building. In the fog, it was impossible to tell how large it was, but it must have been considerable. Four large pillars dominated the facade, each topped by a gold-leaf statue. The statues peered at you, their faces indistinct and shrouded by the Mist. They didn't look too friendly.
"I think so. Four statues, representing the arts." Professor Carter said quietly, trying the huge, oak doors in the center of the building. They were unlocked, and opened without a sound. "Song, music, dance, drama. Cavendish should be inside, along with the Eye."
"What the-- that statue just moved!" Dieter twitched, pointing at the Muse of Drama, who held a tragedian's mask in one hand.
"Impossible." Sarari said, not quite as certain as she sounded.
I recommend putting up only Minute/Level and longer buffs right now.
PC Buffs
Kuzan: 96/96 HP, Stalwart Pact, Greater Resistance, Darkvision, Longstrider
Charles: 68/68 HP, Stalwart Pact, Glibness, Message
Tomas: 129/129 HP, Stalwart Pact, Rhino Elixer,
Andre: 39/39 HP, Stalwart Pact,
Lia: 64/51 HP, Stalwart Pact, Superior Resistance, False Life, Greater Mage Armor, Contingent Energy Resistance
Grimmric: Imbue with Spell Ability
Otto: 68/68 HP, Stalwart Pact
Sascha: 108/108 HP, Stalwart Pact,
Carter: 57/57 HP, Stalwart Pact
Dieter: 60/60 HP, Stalwart Pact
Sarari: 70/70 HP, Stalwart Pact
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"Very well," Charles says. "Now, as they say, the grand finale. Fitting that it should take place on stage. I don't suppose we could have expected anything else from Cavendish. Courage! He hasn't beaten us yet, after all, and he'll find it hard to run from us now. Now...for the protections...we had better form a little queue, quite ridiculous, but we have so much to get through."
Half a minute and a good deal of very quick Draconic chanting later, the party has been fortified by Charles' repertoire of medium-duration enchantments from one end of the line while Kuzan works from the other.
Good hope on everyone, +2 morale bonus on saving throws, attack rolls, ability checks, skill checks, and weapon damage rolls. Blur on Carter, Charles, Sascha, and Tomas. Ventriloquism on Charles. (It would be a pain in the neck to have to hold hands or something for greater invisibility later, so I'll skip invisibility until we see the whites of their eyes. Assuming any of the baddies but Cavendish still have eyes.
Half a minute and a good deal of very quick Draconic chanting later, the party has been fortified by Charles' repertoire of medium-duration enchantments from one end of the line while Kuzan works from the other.
Good hope on everyone, +2 morale bonus on saving throws, attack rolls, ability checks, skill checks, and weapon damage rolls. Blur on Carter, Charles, Sascha, and Tomas. Ventriloquism on Charles. (It would be a pain in the neck to have to hold hands or something for greater invisibility later, so I'll skip invisibility until we see the whites of their eyes. Assuming any of the baddies but Cavendish still have eyes.
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Lia whips a scroll out of her case and reads out the arcane signs. As she reads each syllable, it puffs into smoke - or perhaps more mist, to mix with what is already hanging all around the group: "Cutis mea cutis montis similem est." As the last sign puffs into fog, the scroll crumbles to dust, and Lia flicks a handful of glittering dust into the air. Eerily, the particles immediately gravitate to her body, enshrouding her. The next moment, they have disappeared from sight, but the mage is not done yet.
"Hoplon." The familiar disc of force appears in front of Lia, shimmering briefly. "Hoc quod est invisibilis, per iussu meu video." A brief pulse of energy about her eyes. Lia whips out another scroll, chants another spell: "Et in lucis, et in tenebrae, video." The scroll crumbles to nothingness, and against Lia's eyes shine a little brighter. "Me festinam." A very brief shimmer of energy all around the mage, and she appears to be done for the moment.
"I have two more," she announces. "But those do not last long enough to cast them right now. A brief respite before we enter battle would be most welcome, if it can be managed. As for Cavendish running away from us again ..." She pats her scroll case in a meaningful way. "I may have something to prevent that, as well. A scroll of Dimensional Anchor. I'll try to hit him with that as soon as my final protections are in place, yes?"
Suddenly, Lia snaps her fingers. "I can't believe I almost forgot," she mutters. "Everyone please gather around and -- Facultam volati nos dono." In the mist, there is a chill current which wraps around the surviving members of the Expedition, and when it is gone, everyone touched can feel a buoyancy, a lightness which should be very familiar by now. "By the grace of magic, we can all fly," Lia announces. "That might be useful during the last battle, no?"
(OOC: Alright, up right now in addition to the buffs already under my name are: Ebon Eyes, Expeditious Retreat, See Invisibility, Shield, Stoneskin. Everyone in the group is now under the effects of Mass Fly.)
"Hoplon." The familiar disc of force appears in front of Lia, shimmering briefly. "Hoc quod est invisibilis, per iussu meu video." A brief pulse of energy about her eyes. Lia whips out another scroll, chants another spell: "Et in lucis, et in tenebrae, video." The scroll crumbles to nothingness, and against Lia's eyes shine a little brighter. "Me festinam." A very brief shimmer of energy all around the mage, and she appears to be done for the moment.
"I have two more," she announces. "But those do not last long enough to cast them right now. A brief respite before we enter battle would be most welcome, if it can be managed. As for Cavendish running away from us again ..." She pats her scroll case in a meaningful way. "I may have something to prevent that, as well. A scroll of Dimensional Anchor. I'll try to hit him with that as soon as my final protections are in place, yes?"
Suddenly, Lia snaps her fingers. "I can't believe I almost forgot," she mutters. "Everyone please gather around and -- Facultam volati nos dono." In the mist, there is a chill current which wraps around the surviving members of the Expedition, and when it is gone, everyone touched can feel a buoyancy, a lightness which should be very familiar by now. "By the grace of magic, we can all fly," Lia announces. "That might be useful during the last battle, no?"
(OOC: Alright, up right now in addition to the buffs already under my name are: Ebon Eyes, Expeditious Retreat, See Invisibility, Shield, Stoneskin. Everyone in the group is now under the effects of Mass Fly.)
Sascha grasps the symbol of faith dangling at his neck, closing his eyes he whispers "Ashen, schützen das Feuer meines Glaubens." The charred wood glows briefly like an ember, then fades to a dull glitter that grows acorss Saschas chest and beard.
[OOC: Casting Silverbeard on Sascha for a +2 sacred bonus to AC, and if we need it +2 bonus on diplomacy with dwarves, although I think the former is more useful...
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[OOC: Casting Silverbeard on Sascha for a +2 sacred bonus to AC, and if we need it +2 bonus on diplomacy with dwarves, although I think the former is more useful...
]"I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space..."
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space..."
Saaaaay.
Oh. Wait. Not an actual dwarf.
Shaking his head, Tomas nods as the others start getting ready. Eisenwald holds up the white ring Ivor gave him, so long ago, and there's a strange, popping noise...
...the electrical flash fades, having only lasted a second or two, revealing Tomas fully armored. Slinging his shield up on his arm, Eisenwald grins a little-he was hoping to surprise Cavendish with this, but who saw Vedarrak pulling that trick of his coming? And...oh good Lord, is he sparkling?
(OOC: Using my Ring of Arming, and casting Eagle's Splendor.)
Oh. Wait. Not an actual dwarf.
Shaking his head, Tomas nods as the others start getting ready. Eisenwald holds up the white ring Ivor gave him, so long ago, and there's a strange, popping noise...
...the electrical flash fades, having only lasted a second or two, revealing Tomas fully armored. Slinging his shield up on his arm, Eisenwald grins a little-he was hoping to surprise Cavendish with this, but who saw Vedarrak pulling that trick of his coming? And...oh good Lord, is he sparkling?
(OOC: Using my Ring of Arming, and casting Eagle's Splendor.)
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Outside the Grand Opera Nationale, Port-a-Lucine, Dementlieu
September 18th, 761, 2:35 PM; Day 184 of the Menetnashte Expedition
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"Be careful." Sarari said, placing a hand on Charles's shoulder as he passed, her golden eyes more worried than usual. Then the moment had passed, and the elf busied herself stringing her bow and testing it.
"We all better be careful." Professor Carter said ruefully. "Of course, in particular we had all better win. Otherwise not much point in being careful, if we end up with a new local deity."
Carter casts Arcane Sight on himself.
Sarari casts Resist Energy (Fire) for 10 on Charles.
PC Buffs
Kuzan: 120/96 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, True Seeing, Death Ward, Greater Resistance, Spell Immunity (Blindness/Deafness, Sound Lance, Spiritual Weapon), Good Hope, Hide From Undead (DC 17), Darkvision, Blur, Longstrider, Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 Con), Mass Conviction
Charles: 92/68 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Glibness, Good Hope, Hide From Undead (DC 17), Blur, Ventriloquism, Message, Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 Con), Mass Conviction, Resist Energy (Fire 10), Protection from Negative Energy [Scroll]
Tomas: 141/129 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Good Hope, Blur, Mass Bear's Endurance (+2 Con), Mass Conviction, Rhino Elixer, Eagle's Splendor, Protection from Negative Energy [Scroll]
Andre: 85/39 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Good Hope, Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 Con), Mass Conviction, Amulet of Tears, Protection from Negative Energy [Scroll]
Lia: 88/51 HP, Superior Resistance, Mass Fly, Stalwart Pact, Greater Mage Armor, Good Hope, See Invisibility, False Life, Ebon Eyes, Expeditious Retreat, Shield, Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 Con), Contingent Energy Resistance [Scroll], Mass Conviction, Protection from Negative Energy [Scroll]
Grimmric: Imbue with Spell Ability
Otto: 92/68 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Good Hope, Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 Con), Mass Conviction, Stoneskin [Scroll], Protection from Negative Energy [Scroll]
Sascha: 120/108 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Death Ward [Scroll], Good Hope, Blur, Silverbeard, Mass Bear's Endurance (+2 Con), Mass Conviction
Carter: 81/57 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Death Ward [Scroll], Arcane Sight, Blur, Good Hope, Hide From Undead (DC 17), Owl's Wisdom, Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 Con), Mass Conviction
Dieter: 74/60 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Death Ward [Scroll], Good Hope, Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 Con), Mass Conviction
Sarari: 82/70 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Good Hope, Mass Bear's Endurance (+2 Con), Mass Conviction, Protection from Negative Energy [Scroll]
Note: I'm trying to order all the buffs in proper dispel-order, for future reference. Thus, higher CL buffs (that is, those from Lia, Carter, Kuzan, or Charles) before lower CL buffs (Sarari, Tomas, Sascha, Andre, anything from scrolls), and higher spell levels (Mass Fly, Stalwart Pact) before lower spell levels (Blur, Ebon Eye) within caster levels.
If you're at all concerned about dispelling order, please double check me. Once we go into battle, I'll consider the order final.
As always, also make sure that I actually have every buff listed.
September 18th, 761, 2:35 PM; Day 184 of the Menetnashte Expedition
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"Be careful." Sarari said, placing a hand on Charles's shoulder as he passed, her golden eyes more worried than usual. Then the moment had passed, and the elf busied herself stringing her bow and testing it.
"We all better be careful." Professor Carter said ruefully. "Of course, in particular we had all better win. Otherwise not much point in being careful, if we end up with a new local deity."
Carter casts Arcane Sight on himself.
Sarari casts Resist Energy (Fire) for 10 on Charles.
PC Buffs
Kuzan: 120/96 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, True Seeing, Death Ward, Greater Resistance, Spell Immunity (Blindness/Deafness, Sound Lance, Spiritual Weapon), Good Hope, Hide From Undead (DC 17), Darkvision, Blur, Longstrider, Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 Con), Mass Conviction
Charles: 92/68 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Glibness, Good Hope, Hide From Undead (DC 17), Blur, Ventriloquism, Message, Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 Con), Mass Conviction, Resist Energy (Fire 10), Protection from Negative Energy [Scroll]
Tomas: 141/129 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Good Hope, Blur, Mass Bear's Endurance (+2 Con), Mass Conviction, Rhino Elixer, Eagle's Splendor, Protection from Negative Energy [Scroll]
Andre: 85/39 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Good Hope, Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 Con), Mass Conviction, Amulet of Tears, Protection from Negative Energy [Scroll]
Lia: 88/51 HP, Superior Resistance, Mass Fly, Stalwart Pact, Greater Mage Armor, Good Hope, See Invisibility, False Life, Ebon Eyes, Expeditious Retreat, Shield, Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 Con), Contingent Energy Resistance [Scroll], Mass Conviction, Protection from Negative Energy [Scroll]
Grimmric: Imbue with Spell Ability
Otto: 92/68 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Good Hope, Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 Con), Mass Conviction, Stoneskin [Scroll], Protection from Negative Energy [Scroll]
Sascha: 120/108 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Death Ward [Scroll], Good Hope, Blur, Silverbeard, Mass Bear's Endurance (+2 Con), Mass Conviction
Carter: 81/57 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Death Ward [Scroll], Arcane Sight, Blur, Good Hope, Hide From Undead (DC 17), Owl's Wisdom, Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 Con), Mass Conviction
Dieter: 74/60 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Death Ward [Scroll], Good Hope, Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 Con), Mass Conviction
Sarari: 82/70 HP, Stalwart Pact, Mass Fly, Good Hope, Mass Bear's Endurance (+2 Con), Mass Conviction, Protection from Negative Energy [Scroll]
Note: I'm trying to order all the buffs in proper dispel-order, for future reference. Thus, higher CL buffs (that is, those from Lia, Carter, Kuzan, or Charles) before lower CL buffs (Sarari, Tomas, Sascha, Andre, anything from scrolls), and higher spell levels (Mass Fly, Stalwart Pact) before lower spell levels (Blur, Ebon Eye) within caster levels.
If you're at all concerned about dispelling order, please double check me. Once we go into battle, I'll consider the order final.
As always, also make sure that I actually have every buff listed.
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Take stock.
ONE (1) Ceremonial pistol, well-worn and characteristic; space-warping; loaded with standard charges and electrically-enchanted bullets.
ONE (1) Pair of experimental boots, now fully analyzed by credentialed dweomerist, in order to determine cause of spontaneous teleportation re: Marionette Incident. Dweomerist proving unsuccessful upon solo attempt, applied electrochemist recruited to analyze in tandem, in return for promise to act as test subject during upcoming symposium (Oct. 22, 761). Cause having been satisfactorily analyzed with minimum of injury, silver-wire connection from boots to pistol severed, re-soldered, and routed through:
ONE (1) Tuxedo vest, apparently decorative; silver herringbone pattern being in fact one unbroken string of silver wire wrapped in close-wound helix around torso (tailor having been paid sufficiently for overtime) and attached to:
ONE (1) Waist-mounted, custom-produced sequence of alternating metallic discs, separated by salt-imbued leather and encased in imported Valachani rubber, in accordance with instructions of expatriate Lamordian theater pyrotechnicist, in exchange for discount on colored smoking-powder (to be used in production of “The Transmuter’s Folly” beginning Dec. 14)
SUNDRY PROTECTIVE AND OTHER ITEMS
ONE (1) Just-assembled Schultheiss-brand collapsible derringer (mahogany and mother-of-pearl grip, 4-inch length, retractable barrel), forged following a brief extraction of owner’s blood under the supervision of Dr. Quentin Applegate, PhD (Supervising Physician, León Memorial Research Hospital) and transfusion of aforementioned sample into firing mechanism according to modified St. Laurier technique. C.F. Antoine St. Laurier, “Practical Ensorcelments for the Intermediate Learner,” Vol. 3., Footnote to pp. 553-554. Until recently secured to owner’s leg by leather strap.
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Otto whacked what had previously looked like a fist-sized wood-and-silver polyhedron with the heel of his hand; with a whirr of metal against metal, it expanded into…well, an equally tiny pistol. No—tinier, somehow. You could not see how this thing could possibly direct a bullet to the store, let alone into an enemy’s vital bits.
Wait—why was it glowing red, again?
The gunsmith nodded. “We go.”
Keeping Donneschlag in reserve for now, drawing "Biestchen" from concealment. Roughly translated, that's "Li'l Bastard."
Reference photo: http://www.lrpstore.com/uploads/images_ ... ge/620.jpg
ONE (1) Ceremonial pistol, well-worn and characteristic; space-warping; loaded with standard charges and electrically-enchanted bullets.
ONE (1) Pair of experimental boots, now fully analyzed by credentialed dweomerist, in order to determine cause of spontaneous teleportation re: Marionette Incident. Dweomerist proving unsuccessful upon solo attempt, applied electrochemist recruited to analyze in tandem, in return for promise to act as test subject during upcoming symposium (Oct. 22, 761). Cause having been satisfactorily analyzed with minimum of injury, silver-wire connection from boots to pistol severed, re-soldered, and routed through:
ONE (1) Tuxedo vest, apparently decorative; silver herringbone pattern being in fact one unbroken string of silver wire wrapped in close-wound helix around torso (tailor having been paid sufficiently for overtime) and attached to:
ONE (1) Waist-mounted, custom-produced sequence of alternating metallic discs, separated by salt-imbued leather and encased in imported Valachani rubber, in accordance with instructions of expatriate Lamordian theater pyrotechnicist, in exchange for discount on colored smoking-powder (to be used in production of “The Transmuter’s Folly” beginning Dec. 14)
SUNDRY PROTECTIVE AND OTHER ITEMS
ONE (1) Just-assembled Schultheiss-brand collapsible derringer (mahogany and mother-of-pearl grip, 4-inch length, retractable barrel), forged following a brief extraction of owner’s blood under the supervision of Dr. Quentin Applegate, PhD (Supervising Physician, León Memorial Research Hospital) and transfusion of aforementioned sample into firing mechanism according to modified St. Laurier technique. C.F. Antoine St. Laurier, “Practical Ensorcelments for the Intermediate Learner,” Vol. 3., Footnote to pp. 553-554. Until recently secured to owner’s leg by leather strap.
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Otto whacked what had previously looked like a fist-sized wood-and-silver polyhedron with the heel of his hand; with a whirr of metal against metal, it expanded into…well, an equally tiny pistol. No—tinier, somehow. You could not see how this thing could possibly direct a bullet to the store, let alone into an enemy’s vital bits.
Wait—why was it glowing red, again?
The gunsmith nodded. “We go.”
Keeping Donneschlag in reserve for now, drawing "Biestchen" from concealment. Roughly translated, that's "Li'l Bastard."
Reference photo: http://www.lrpstore.com/uploads/images_ ... ge/620.jpg
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"Just...one small warning" Andre managed, having gotten out the puzzle box he purchased in Muhar, sliding the panels in such a way that when the box opened, one swore for a moment the roar of a bear could be heard. "Reality..is breaking down. It doesn't feel quite like Kaman-Quse, but it's unpleasantly similar. Expect normalcy to go out the window at some point."
It was uncertain if it was a testament to the situation or to Andre's state of mind that he was still considering the situation they were in now to fit in ANY definition of normal. He then began a quiet prayer, one that had become rather familiar to the members of the expedition.
OOC:Mass Bear's Endurance on everyone, as well as Mass Conviction. Amulet of tears up on m'self for 24 temp hp
It was uncertain if it was a testament to the situation or to Andre's state of mind that he was still considering the situation they were in now to fit in ANY definition of normal. He then began a quiet prayer, one that had become rather familiar to the members of the expedition.
OOC:Mass Bear's Endurance on everyone, as well as Mass Conviction. Amulet of tears up on m'self for 24 temp hp
"Sometimes, Mr.Liquor cabinet is my only friend"