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Adam has connected.
Christopher has connected.
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wesley:
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is "adam" santaroski or boretos? i
need to know so i can give ownership
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Adam:
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boretos. sorry I'll change my name
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wesley:
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ownership granted
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wesley:
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charl was getting lunch and i haven't
heard from santoroski yet
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wesley:
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also chris, check it
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wesley:
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i think they turned out well
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Christopher:
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me gusta mucho
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Charl has connected.
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wesley:
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now we wait for adam s
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wesley:
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BIIIIIIIG SUPRISE
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Charl:
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Gonna get a sammich, brb
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wesley:
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adam is in the car
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wesley:
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well adam will be on at 2 on the dot.
that's what i get for scheduling....
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Charl:
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How long will this session take? Is it
the last one?
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wesley:
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shouldn't take long, adam b needs to
be done by 4 and i'd be suprised if i actually took an hour
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wesley:
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freaking adam s leaving last time
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wesley:
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everyone still around?
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wesley:
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well i been talking to chris via skype
so he's around
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wesley:
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so back to waiting for adam s
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Charl:
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My favorite DnD activity
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wesley:
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i got my 12 sided die and i'm ready to
roll
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wesley:
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time to start bothering adam s
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Santoroski has connected.
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wesley:
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i assume no summary is needed
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Santoroski:
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they are deaded right
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wesley:
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everyone else, YOU ONLINE?
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wesley:
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yeah you killed them, and some small
talk happened
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wesley:
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base of operations
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wesley:
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alright, so after playing a somber
melody for the dead kyraz, the room falls silent, azure goes to
antonius body and starts trying to pull out the arrow she did him
in with, when she suddenly stops
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wesley:
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everyone make a spot check
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* wesley rolls: 1d20+6 => 17 + 6 = 23
* wesley rolls: 1d20+12 => 7 + 12 = 19
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Charl:
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« 1d20+1
= 8 + 1 = 9 »
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* Christopher rolls: 1d20-1 => 9 - 1 = 8
* Santoroski rolls: 1d20+4 => 7 + 4 = 11
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Santoroski:
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its okay i suck too
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Christopher:
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we don't see shit, basically
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Guard 1:
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Lady are you ok?
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Spike hound:
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*whines*
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Azure:
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I hear a voice....in my head
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wesley:
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the wolf starts gnawing at azure's
heels
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Guard 1:
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Heel Boy
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Arnello:
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Back, beast!
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Guard 1:
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He detects magic. It's what they've
been breed to do for generations
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* Adam rolls: 1d20 => 12
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Radiance:
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Magic? Voices? I think now's the time
to leave
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Azure:
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Children.....Follow me.......
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Azure:
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Kyraz don't....follow
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wesley:
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she starts wandering towards the door
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Radiance:
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Arnello, stop her!
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Guard 1:
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I've got to report to the king. I'll
send for some kyraz to come to this area
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Arnello:
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Hold, everyone!
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Arnello:
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First we must observe. Kyraz please
stay back.
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wesley:
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you all suddenly hear this in the
distance
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wesley:
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also make a wisdom check
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Radiance:
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« 1d20+1
= 11 + 1 = 12 »
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* Adam rolls: 1d20 => 13
* Christopher rolls: 1d20-1 => 16 - 1 = 15
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Sir Krylis:
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« 1d20
= 9 »
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wesley:
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everyone but krylis remembers this as
being a song that noontime often played
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Arnello:
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This can't be good...
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wesley:
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and everyone remembers that ageless
often play very odd battle hymns before making themselves known
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Radiance:
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Run.
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Siroc:
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I'm not sure even running can save us
now.
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wesley:
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before you can run....
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Arnello:
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Stand with dignity
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Noontime:
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CHILDREN, HOW I'VE MISSED YOU
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Arnello: (( I pull back Azure. ))
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Noontime:
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come give your father a hug
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Radiance:
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Hello Father. Come to put us back in
your cells?
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Arnello: (( ready an action to draw my sword if
he gets closer. ))
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wesley:
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suddenly, the light seems to fade from
his face. He starts speaking more somberly
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Noontime:
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No. That would defeat the purpose of
this excersize
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Sir Krylis:
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((i also ready an action to draw
weapons))
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Noontime:
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no, i've come to put the final part of
my plan into action
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Noontime:
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*removes his mask, showing a face that
looks like a broken porcelin doll* I've come to fix this battered
world
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Radiance:
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They... they were right. You let us
escape
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Noontime:
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*puts mask on the floor* you see, this
all started many many years ago. Before i took the mantle of
noontime even. In simpler times, back when I was edward, basterd
son of Godfrey. My father took me aside and told me I was a scion
of change, that i could fix this world.
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Siroc:
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*eyes discarded mask*
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Noontime:
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He coudln't have imagined that a
goddess would choose me as her champion to defend a backward
people from daemonic threat.
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Noontime:
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He also couldn't have imagined how we
ageless squandered this gift and made the goddess full of hate and
rage
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Noontime:
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Let me tell you my story
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Arnello: (( pull up a chair, everyone. ))
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Noontime:
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a tale that in this modern time has
become twisted
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wesley:
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(it indeed is chair pull time)
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Siroc:
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(Unless anyone objects, I'm going to
ready an action to swipe that mask as soon as he looks distracted.)
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Noontime:
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Tell me, why do you think i killed
anara?
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* wesley rolls: 1d20+35 => 17 + 35 = 52
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Noontime:
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*looking at siroc* taking my mask
would do you no good. It has to be willingly given up
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Siroc:
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Can you blame me for trying?
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Noontime:
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no. I suppose I can't
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Noontime:
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but back to the point, why would i
have killed anara, can anyone tell me?
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Radiance:
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I once believed that it was simply
because you were bored, and she seemed like fun to kill... But
something tells me you're not as dumb as you look
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Arnello:
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Envy, perhaps?
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Noontime:
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Why would i be envious, i in fact was
the more powerful
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Radiance:
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You must have known a war would start
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Noontime:
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precisely
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Noontime:
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but why would i want war?
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Arnello:
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More power seems like the most obvious
reason.
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Noontime:
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What would you say if i told you i
wasn't the first ageless to discover the vanguard?
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Christopher:
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cue morpheus glasses
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wesley:
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charl are you going to say anything or
should i keep going?
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Radiance:
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You must have known they were a
threat... So why did you provoke the Council?
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Noontime:
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Simple. My brother teatime had found
natan and both kept the existence of an entire civilization a
secret from their peers
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Radiance:
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What does that got to do with us?
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Noontime:
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in due time my darling daughter. You
see, teatime and natan wished to combine research and to be the
only two immortals. and knowing those two once they had enough
power to be the only two immortals they'd probably turn on
eachother
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Noontime:
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I had to put a stop to this, but no
ageless would believe me
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Noontime:
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not even my darling little sister
sunset believed me
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Noontime:
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so i had to do something dirastic
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Noontime:
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cause a war
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Noontime:
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i hoped that this would force the two
to fight, or at least part ways temporarily while i figured out a
more permanent solution. But they weren't even loyal to their own
kind. They treated the war as a testing field for their science.
And when one side started winning then the two would put more
science towards the other side
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Noontime:
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my plan was a resounding failure. but
it did lead to discovery. For example, I discovered Damean, a man
who might be able to stop Natan and teatime, given the proper
guidance. And more importantly, i discovered the masks powers
could be transfered
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Noontime:
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*picks the mask back up and turns it
in his hand so he's looking at it's face* darktime was always sick
in the head. I suppose it takes a sort of mental sickness to want
to give away this sort of power.
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Noontime:
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But, the war also helped natan and
teatime. They took the mask of moonlight after the smoke died down
following her untimely demise
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Radiance:
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I thought the masks needed to be
willingly given away
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Noontime:
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It is my belief that they have
discovered a way to steal the power of the masks
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Arnello:
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That would certainly make it possible
to become the most powerful Ageless.
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Noontime:
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Precisely "jester to kings"
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Radiance:
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The last one who had but two masks
went mad
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Siroc:
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Presumably they've found a way around
that. Or are working on one.
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Sir Krylis:
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Teatime is already mad.
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Noontime:
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And this is where you come in. I left
enough clues for Damean to find Natan, and for him to find out
what he has done, and I lead him to some powerful allies to help
him. But it wouldn't be enough. They'd need an ageless. But Damean
wants to kill me. And I can't blame him. I needed to find someone
to use my power
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Noontime:
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My time on this world has drawn on too
long
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Noontime:
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I have done what I can to make it
better, many will say I have failed
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Noontime:
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I want to leave behind people that can
make the world better, people who can fix the ageless, keep the
goddess imprisoned without destroying the world in the process
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Siroc:
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Fixing the Ageless might require
replacing them all first... by force.
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Noontime:
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*throws mask to the floor, and it
breaks into four pieces, landing in front of each of you* For the
sake of the world, I relinquish my power, and step aside so that
the next generation might be better for my mistakes
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Siroc:
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What becomes of you now? I have to ask.
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Radiance:
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... Its oblivion, isn't it?
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Noontime:
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Damean is going to kill me. then, the
goddess will have me
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Noontime:
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Damean doesn't know where natan is.
Tell him that Natan hides in the city of power
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Noontime:
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If you should survive this, please,
make sure someone gets the story straight
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Noontime:
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that somehow, the true story survives
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Siroc:
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You're talking to a group with two
storytellers. I don't think that's a concern.
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Arnello:
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heh.
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Noontime:
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*turns away* that this doesn't stay
twisted *walks out the door*
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Siroc:
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So the crazy one was actually the sane
one all along. Who'd have guessed?
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Radiance:
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*murmuring* The king is dead. Long
live his heirs.
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Azure:
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....isn't anyone going to...follow the
old man?
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Siroc:
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The courts would have been a social
experiment...
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Siroc:
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I will.
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Arnello: (( I pick up the mask fragment. ))
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Siroc:
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(I do that on my way out.)
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Radiance:
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Where are you going, father?
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Siroc:
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Think about this for a moment. What is
gained by your death now?
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Sir Krylis:
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((i pick up mine as well))
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Noontime:
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he approaches
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Noontime:
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In order for their to be peace i must
die
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Siroc:
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I doubt that there ever will be peace.
We could at least use you as a shock troop.
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You whisper to Christopher: as
an arcanist you can feel a huge storm of power approaching
You whisper to Charl: as an
arcanist you can feel a huge storm of power approaching
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Siroc:
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Whoa.
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Noontime:
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He will kill me. it is my punishment
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wesley:
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there is a flash of light than a man
you've never seen before appears
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Siroc:
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Krylis! Grab the old man and let's
move.
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damean:
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This ends now noontime
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Noontime:
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YOU ARE POWERLESS AGAINST THE AGELESS
DAMEAN
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Radiance:
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He's lying even now?!
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wesley:
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if you want to do something go ahead
and roll init
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Sir Krylis:
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Noontime is repenting, and I seriously
doubt we can force him against his will.
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Siroc:
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You're useless, Krylis.
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Sir Krylis:
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This is the path he's chosen, for him
and for us.
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Arnello:
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Um... you two know each other?
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Siroc:
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Are you content to let a man commit
suicide right in front of you?!
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Siroc:
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I'm certainly not strong enough to
hold him down!
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wesley:
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again, if you're doing something roll
init otherwise
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Sir Krylis:
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And you think I am?
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Radiance:
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*whispering* Are you sure you wish to
give up your immortality?
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Arnello: (( I'm rolling ))
* Adam rolls: 1d20+4 => 16 + 4 = 20
* wesley rolls: 1d20+8 => 1 + 8 = 9
* wesley rolls: 1d20+6 => 16 + 6 = 22
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wesley:
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noontime goes first
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Siroc:
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Have it your way, Krylis. If there's
nothing left for us to do, I'm getting out of here. Shame we have
to waste such a powerful ally.
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wesley:
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noontime split channels arcana and
storm
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* wesley rolls: 2d6 => 5
* wesley rolls: 2d6 => 11
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wesley:
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and he starts to fly 25 feet abouve
the ground
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* Christopher rolls: 1d20+4 => 14 + 4 = 18
Arnello: (( perform chekc ))
* Adam rolls: 1d20+10 => 13 + 10 = 23
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Siroc:
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I, for one, intend to survive this,
with or without Noontime.
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Radiance:
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He's our father, Siroc!
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Siroc:
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THEN ONE OF YOU, DO SOMETHING. I'm as
weak as a wet noodle!
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Sir Krylis:
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And he's sacrificed himself for us.
Without the mask, he'll soon die anyways.
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Azure:
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He wants it this way
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Radiance:
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Then I suppose we have no choice
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Sir Krylis:
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I know we've been fighting him, but I
hardly think this of all times to go against his will.
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Sir Krylis:
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this is the time to*
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wesley:
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alright, damean starts channeling
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* wesley rolls: 13d6 => 55
* wesley rolls: 8d4 => 20
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Siroc:
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Bring him or don't, but we're not
going to survive this if we stand and fight.
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* wesley rolls: 1d20+16 => 3 + 16 = 19
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Santoroski:
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((I hop on the speederbike and wave
someone else on
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wesley:
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god damean stop rolling like not a god
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* wesley rolls: 36d6 => 126
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wesley:
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and noontime gets cooked alive
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damean:
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THAT'S FOR ANARA, AND FOR OUR GREAT
GREAT GRANDSON, AND FOR EVERY SOUL LOST TO YOUR MADNESS
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damean:
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*slumps over* you slaves are free now
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damean:
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*sits down*
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Radiance:
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...Yes... free...
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Arnello:
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One down...
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Arnello:
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One more, I should say.
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Azure:
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*under her breath* arnello, show some
respect
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Siroc:
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Hrm. He got anything else?
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Siroc:
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I mean, why let good gear go to waste?
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Arnello:
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and you're mad at me for being
disrespectful?
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wesley:
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i'll give you loots later
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Radiance:
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Say, um... Sir. Am I speaking to the
great and powerful Dameon?
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damean:
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you heard of me? I heard children of
the ageless barely got feed, let alone educated
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Siroc:
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Straight from "don't let him kill
Father" to this?
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damean:
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yes i'm damean
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Azure:
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*still under breath* it's what your
father wanted
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damean:
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and who might you be?
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Radiance:
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I'm just a scullery maid that he
locked up for stealing a book, sir. *shhhhes Siroc* I have some
information that the ... um dreadful Noontime was foolish enough
to let us know
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damean:
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oh yeah, and what would terrible old
father not want me to know?
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Radiance:
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That Natan is conspiring with Teatime
to do something horrid beyond words, and they're hiding out in the
city of ...Power... I think he called it
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damean:
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I already knew they were conspiring.
But power...It always does seem to lead back to those cursed
cities. Children, could you lend me your steel against your black
hearted uncle?
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Sir Krylis:
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Any enemy of Teatime is an enemy of
ours.
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Radiance:
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*winks at party* I think we may be of
some assistance
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You whisper to Santoroski: also
your letter has stopped glowing
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damean:
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Perfect
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Sir Krylis whispers: as in a
message has been sent or as in its not magic anymore
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damean:
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gather what you need, it's a long hike
there, i'd prefer to be fresh if i have to face those monsters
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You whisper to Santoroski: the
2nd one francesca gave you that couldn't be opened is now not glowing
anymore
Sir Krylis whispers: oh well
once we leave damean i read it
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wesley:
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that's all i've got, besides giving
loots and levels, dameans going to walk to the city of time so he
has all his channels going into the last encounter
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Charl:
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So what do the masks do?
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Charl:
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*mask fragments I mean
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wesley:
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first of, simple possession of them
lets you feel the goddess's power flowing through you
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Santoroski:
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we just get 5 sorc levels?
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wesley:
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but yes that's your big ticket item
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wesley:
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dude you sucked as a fighter anyways
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Santoroski:
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i almost had parry tho
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wesley:
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wearing the mask makes you instantly
identifiable as an ageless, grants a +8 to all senses, and a +4 to
cha
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Santoroski:
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its ok i will now try the hybrid
fighting
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Christopher:
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well, you can pick it up in the levels
grnted anyway
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wesley:
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yeah you still get 2 feats for level
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wesley:
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though smart money has one of those on
shared channel so you can battery power
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Santoroski:
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smarter money has it on still spell so
i can actually do things QQ
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wesley:
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i need to ask if brian intended still
spell to make armor casting viable
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Santoroski:
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i believe it does in phb
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wesley:
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yeah but it also raises the level of
spell in phb
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Christopher:
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it just levels the hell out of the
spell
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wesley:
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now it's just a feat
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Charl:
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Are we immortal now?
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Santoroski:
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yeah if spells lack somatic spells
they dont have spell failure
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Christopher:
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and totally inane cosmetic question,
how did the mask split?
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Christopher:
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like, what are the chunks?
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Santoroski:
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what if it broke in layers and we all
have paper thin ones XD
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Charl:
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I'd imagine it'd be down the middle
and into fourths.. the mask is already conveniently split into
quadrants
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Christopher:
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that was my theory
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Santoroski:
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so what else is there for loot
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Charl:
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Look gueys, I'm wearing a mask
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Santoroski:
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how does multiclassing saves work?
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Santoroski:
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just additive
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Christopher:
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also how are we putting broken mask
pieces on...
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Christopher:
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what attaches the
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wesley:
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yeah, unless they get to far away
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wesley:
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but SORC IS YOUR GUYS FAVORED CLASS
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Christopher:
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and yes, one advantage of
multiclassing is that you get crazy good saves
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wesley:
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ok, mask is split into corners but you
can change the "mask" to being any item at this point
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Santoroski:
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what do you mean any item
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wesley:
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also, noontime had a gaudy sword that
grants the user +2 cha and on top of that is a flaming holy sword
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Christopher:
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I'm going to keep it as face slot,
just put it into a leather cowl or something.
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wesley:
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i mean you can use magic to make it
into a necklace, or a ring, or whatever
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Charl:
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I like the quadrant look
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wesley:
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but it still has magic of the goddes
flowing through it so it's instantly identifiable to any competent
mage
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Santoroski:
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i uh... i use swords
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wesley:
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yeah and you have a low cha
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Christopher:
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wait what holy
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Christopher:
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NOONTIME WAS GOOD?!
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Santoroski:
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no? i have 18 cha now
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wesley:
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or he made it holy knowing he'd die
and you could use it
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wesley:
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yeah but i'm about possitive everyone
else has you beat. but whatever
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wesley:
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anyways, do you guys need anything
else?
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Santoroski:
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do we also get a regular level up or
just the 5 sorcs
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Charl:
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Does the mask make us immortal, or are
we gonna find that out later?
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Santoroski:
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and also how do the saves work when we
multiclass
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wesley:
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ok, from easiest to answer to hardest
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wesley:
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saves work additavely multiclassing is
great for saves
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wesley:
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you also get one more level but i
thought i'd be nice and let you know you're all stuck with 5 sorc
levels and give you the option of taking a 6th on or taking a 5th
in your other class
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wesley:
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you aren't sure if you're immortal but
your body certainly feels different
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Christopher:
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i'll see what give me more magic 
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Charl:
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F**k yea lvl 10 sorc
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wesley:
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6th sorc grants 3rd level channels
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wesley:
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5th bard does SHIT
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Santoroski:
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same with 5th fighter lol
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wesley:
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also you might want to coordinate on
what spell types you choose
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Santoroski:
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literally nothing
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Christopher:
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and d6s hate my guts, so my health may
double from the 6d4
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wesley:
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at least 5th fighter gives notably
more hp
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Santoroski:
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im only gonna take buff categories
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Santoroski:
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aight we good to go?
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Christopher:
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I might do some weird shit like
anti-mana and arcana
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Charl:
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Well, there are 30 something spell
types, and five levels each mean we have to choose 10 to leave out
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Christopher:
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but at least one attack energy
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Christopher:
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well, some of us get 6
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wesley:
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except charl, you already have 5
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Charl:
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Then I think we can cover everything
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Santoroski:
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y/n can i leave my friends are
harrassing me
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wesley:
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you can get all sorc available energy
types, remember there are about 6 energies sorcs don't get
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wesley:
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get out santoroski
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Santoroski:
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peace good session
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wesley:
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WHY WONT SENPAI NOTICE ME CHARL?
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Santoroski is disconnected.
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Charl:
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Because you're late for school
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wesley:
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I THOUGHT THAT MADE ME QUIRKY AND
RELATABLE
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You whisper to Adam: what do
you intend to do now
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Azure:
|
this sort of changes everything
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Charl:
|
That means you have to sit at the back
with the mysterious transfer student
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wesley:
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sorry, azure was supposed to whisper
to adam, please disregard party
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Adam whispers: Sorry I'm
getting ready to go. I forgot I'm leaving the house at 4.
Adam whispers: I'm multi tasking
You whisper to Adam: alright
but azure totally needs to react to this
You whisper to Adam: when will
you be back
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Siroc:
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Looks like we'll be getting that
kingdom after all, eh Radiance?
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Adam whispers: I mean the
ceremony starts at 7, so probably not til at least 9.
Arnello whispers: Well, I
certainly have mixed feelings about all of this. I'm not sure what or
who to believe anymore.
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Radiance:
|
There wasn't a question of whether or
not we were. Now its just going to happen sooner
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You whisper to Adam: It's hard.
But....I think the only difference between now and then is that we see
more of the picture, and that you now have more power to bring about
change
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Radiance:
|
Father taught me something important.
Falsehood, to others or even to yourself, is sometimes the path to
righteousness
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Radiance:
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What matters is who you decide to tell
the truth
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Arnello whispers: I suppose
you're right. The mission remains the same. We must free those who the
Ageless enslaved.
Player "arnello" is not connected.
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Siroc:
|
The Kyraz king mentioned wanting us to
clear out an area to the west, and noticably lacked objection when
I suggested we use some of that territory for our kingdom...
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Player "arnello" is not connected.
You whisper to Adam: the only
diference now Giacomo is that you also stand between those people and
the goddess. My love, you musn't forget that
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Siroc:
|
Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
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Radiance:
|
I expect that Teatime won't be the
last ageless we encounter. A kingdom to the West sounds promising,
but I get the feeling we
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Radiance:
|
'll return south sooner or later
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Siroc:
|
And we could have a lovely, large
domain if we can link the inevitable Ageless territory gains with
our western holdings.
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wesley:
|
alright, well i'm saving the
transcript now then closing the campaign, if you want to do
anymore rping before kicking the door in on some gods then tell me
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Christopher:
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nah i'm good
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