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Adam has connected.
Chris has connected.
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DM:
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work out how he will tell you what he
is doing in combat
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DM:
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Also, if possible I would like to
record this chat log and post it on the facebook page, so anyone
who wants can read this game. Would you guys be ok with that?
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Chris:
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hang on, need to make token
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DM:
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also, Adam, do you have a horse token?
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DM:
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if you have one, plop it down, and
plop down your character tokens too. I'll put them in position
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Tokens dropped onto map 'Greenwater Train Station' by player Chris
(Player)
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DM:
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you... aren't an elf, you know...
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Chris:
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gah, you know what, fine, just pretend
she doesn't have pointed ears
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Chris:
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best I could do on short notice;
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DM:
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Short notice? You had MONTHS of notice
about this game
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Chris:
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i didn't expect it'd be nearly
impossible to find an image of a sorceress that wasn't either
borderline-porn or something out of an anime
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DM:
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that's fair. You would be amazed how
many naked cowboys I had to sift through to get the tokens for the
guys on the train
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Tokens dropped onto map 'Greenwater Train Station' by player Chris
(Player)
Tokens dropped onto map 'Greenwater Train Station' by player Chris
(Player)
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Chris:
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eh, fuck it, that'll do
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DM:
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now put yer name on it, and do the
same for Olivos
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Chris:
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just out of curiosity...
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Tokens dropped onto map 'Greenwater Train Station' by player Chris
(Player)
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Chris:
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damn, that is badass
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DM:
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but it aint no detective
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DM:
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Ok, Adam, where are you?
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Tokens dropped onto map 'Greenwater Train Station' by player Chris
(Player)
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DM:
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also, are you ok with recording Adam?
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Tokens dropped onto map 'Greenwater Train Station' by player Adam
(Player)
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DM:
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is stern man Olivos' PC?
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Chris:
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I also look less like a dude now
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DM:
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actually, only Ignatious is on the
train
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DM:
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and Keyvn isn't in this scene
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Chris:
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totally random question, do the
macharians use paper currency?
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DM:
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you had over a month...
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Chris:
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address that to zac
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Chris:
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bustin' out some sick rhymes, dawg
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Chris:
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He's ready, I'm ready. If Adam's
ready, we can get this show on the road.
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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I'm already in character.
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DM:
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It is late morning, and the Spendatem
family is about to board a train at Greenwater station, just
outside the village of Greenwater, to travel to a retreat in the
less cold soulthern regions of the new empire. Ignatius is already
aboard, but his wife Constance is still in the lobby, about to
catch up.
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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Constance?
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Constance Stendatem:
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... hm? Sorry, what?
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DM:
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you recognise Hierth, a former student
of the arcane colledge, and a friend of yours. You have not talked
to him after he left arcane studies in favor of electrical
engineering, about a year ago.
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Constance Stendatem:
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Hey, Hierth! It's been a while.
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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It has.
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Constance Stendatem:
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How has your new life been treating
you?
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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Well, that's why I'm here. Follow me...
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DM:
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he leads you to a small side room,
with some wires and a telegraph.
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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look at this...
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Constance Stendatem:
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What about it?
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DM:
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he holds up a small device. He had
showed you some electrical stuff in college before, but nothing
this complex.
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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This is an alternating current
generator. Remember when we were tinkering with circits?
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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Well, this doesn't work like other
electricity.
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Constance Stendatem:
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What do you mean?
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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This current alternates. The energy
travels back and forth, and you can get power to travel much more
efficiantly this way. See? (shows wireing)
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Constance Stendatem:
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How? You're making it go further,
aren't you?
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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The technology is up for review soon.
If it gets past that, this could change everything.
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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Long distance electricity, far from
the source! This would be big, Constance!
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Constance Stendatem:
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It really could change everything,
couldn't it?
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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Yes. That's what I wanted to show you.
I knew you would see it.
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Constance Stendatem:
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You always were the clever one, Hierth.
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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Yeah, but it doesn't matter if I don't
pass the review board...
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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That's what I need you for.
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Constance Stendatem:
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How could I be of any help to you?
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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The man who is schedualed to review it
is Ignatious, your boyfriend.
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Constance Stendatem:
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We're, erm, married now.
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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Ohh.
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Constance Stendatem:
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Sorry...?
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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Doesn't matter. I need you to vouge
for me, ok? This technology is what the new empire needs.
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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I could heat all the homes in the
northern cities with this, I could-
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DM:
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suddenly, the telegraph comes to life
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DM:
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it begins to type a message
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Constance Stendatem:
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Wonder who this is for...
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telegraph:
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Train away. Explosive aboard. Mission
complete.
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Constance Stendatem:
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Oh dear.
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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What?
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Constance Stendatem:
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R-read this.
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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(reads) winter's plight...
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* Chris rolls: 1d20+2 => 17 + 2 = 19
* DM rolls: 1d20+1 => 12 + 1 = 13
* Adam rolls: 1d20+3 => 11 + 3 = 14
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Constance Stendatem:
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Everybody off the train! Bomb!
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DM:
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there is a wall there
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DM:
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they can't hear you through it
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Chris:
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moved as far as I can.
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DM:
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you don't know any of this is
happening, so I assume you sit
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Grumble Grumble.
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Taking forever.
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Grumble Grumble.
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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We have to stop that train!
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DM:
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The train begins to move...
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Chris:
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now how hard, stupid, and dangerous
would it be to get in?
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DM:
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it's going a walking pace right now,
it would be a DC 10 balance check. But failure throws you under
the train...
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Chris:
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this is me we're talking about...
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Chris:
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HOW EARLY IN THE SESSION CAN I DIE?!
LET'S FIND OUT!!!!
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* Chris rolls: 1d20+2 => 5 + 2 = 7
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DM:
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you fail to grab the door, and find
yourself under the train...
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DM:
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Adam, make a spot check, DC 15
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Chris:
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I press myself flat, hoping for
clearance
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* Adam rolls: 1d20+0 => 12 + 0 = 12
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Chris:
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frickin' hell, man.
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DM:
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He would like to do something, but he
just made a double move
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DM:
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Chris, make a DC 5 reflex save to not
get crushed by the wheel.
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DM:
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it's only going at 3MPH right now
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Chris:
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This is ME we're talking about.
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* Chris rolls: 1d20+2 => 6 + 2 = 8
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DM:
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You manage to roll under the train as
it passes over, harmlessly
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Chris:
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hm... can I channel without taking my
life into my hands?
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DM:
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you mean flat channel?
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Chris:
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and cast, potantially
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Adam:
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there's only one more car.
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DM:
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make a DC 10 concentration check to
channel and cast (only one check) while a train goes over you.
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* Chris rolls: 1d20+4 => 19 + 4 = 23
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Chris:
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I'm gonna try to shock something
important. What might fit that description?
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* Chris rolls: 1d6 => 4
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DM:
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on a locomotive's caboose?
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DM:
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I can't think of anything...
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Chris:
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wheels, brakes, something, anything.
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DM:
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brakes are hydrolic on a train, right?
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Chris:
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at that time, i dunno
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DM:
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Yeah, I don't see anything reasonable
to zap
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Chris:
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Then I do nothing.
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DM:
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retroactive trun from adam...
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Well, I hope she wasn't just in
another car...
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DM:
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yeah, why did you just jump off the
train?
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Adam:
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My wife didn't come on board. I'm not
going to leave without her.
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DM:
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so you abandoned the train?
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Adam:
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Love makes a man do crazy things.
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Adam:
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Plus, if I see her on the train as it
passes, I can try and jump on again.
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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Mr. Stendatem!
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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You there, I need that horse!
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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Constance is under the train, and
there is a bomb on the train, sir!
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Under the...
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Chris:
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that scene from indiana jones just
came to mind
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Is she clinging to the bottom of the
train?
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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No.
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DM:
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I coun't that as enough dialouge for a
turn
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Chris:
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i can't impersopnate myself
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Constance Stendatem:
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?!
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DM:
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try now. I objectified you
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Constance Stendatem:
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Certainly seems like things are up to
standard....
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Chris:
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move action to stand, I assume?
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Scoot back on the saddle, boy.
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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ok
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Adam:
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I attempt to jump on the horse.
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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I'll be back, honey!
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DM:
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DC 20, if you fail it's a move action
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* Adam rolls: 1d20+3 => 20 + 3 = 23
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Like a boss
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Adam:
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I attempt to hop in the train
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DM:
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DC 5 jump, the horse is the same speed
as the train right now.
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* Adam rolls: 1d20+2 => 4 + 2 = 6
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Chris:
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cut that uncharacteristically close
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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There's a bomb on this train. Stop.
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conducter:
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What?
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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We need to get these people off the
train.
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conducter:
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Yes, sir.
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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EVERYONE GET OFF THE TRAIN!!
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Train Rider 7:
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Badits! They are robbin the train!
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DM:
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7 takes a shot at Heirth
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* DM rolls: 1d20-3 => 12 - 3 = 9
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Chris:
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I'm heading back in and I'm going to
spy on anyone who goes into the telegraph room.
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Get off the train NOW. There's a bomb
on board.
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Train Rider 2:
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How do you know?
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DM:
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Hierth attempts to jump on in the same
style
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Stay if you want, but I wouldn't
recommend it. Partner.
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* DM rolls: 1d20-1 => 11 - 1 = 10
* Adam rolls: 1d20+9 => 18 + 9 = 27
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Train Rider 2:
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Yes sir!
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DM:
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as the train goes over the river,
riders start jumping out
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* Chris rolls: 1d20+3 => 10 + 3 = 13
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Chris:
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Zac's got maptool working. Working on
joining.
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Bomb on board! Get off the train1
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Train Rider 7:
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Damn bandits...
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DM:
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the train grinds to a stop
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* Chris rolls: 1d20+2 => 9 + 2 = 11
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Chris:
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is the telegraph still here?
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DM:
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it is currently not typein
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Chris:
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I mean the message.
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Bomb on board! Get off the train!
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Train Rider 11:
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That's what the other guys are doin...
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DM:
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init mode over, you may act freely
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Someone call the guard! The train was
bombed!
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voiceFromOtherRoom:
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On it!
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voiceFromOtherRoom:
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We saw it all
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Constance Stendatem:
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I was planning on jumping whoever came
to check the message, but...
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Constance, are you alright?
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Constance Stendatem:
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A little dirty, but unharmed. Yourself?
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Zachary Olivos has connected.
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Just fine.
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Zachary Olivos:
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hey so this is what this is like
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Zachary Olivos:
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I'm so happy you have no idea
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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I need to find out how that man knew
about the bomb.
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Constance Stendatem:
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He saw a telegraph message in here.
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DM:
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You have only heard of one man this
good at solving mysteries...
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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I have only heard of one man this good
at solving mysteries...
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Zachary Olivos:
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Goodfellow
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Keyvn Goodfellow.
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Constance Stendatem:
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Is he the one behind this?
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Unlikely, but if there's anyone who
can figure out who was behind this, it'd be him.
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Constance Stendatem:
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Then it sounds like we have a plan.
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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I'm sorry darling, but it looks like
we'll have to put our vacation on hold a little longer.
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Constance Stendatem:
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Oh, I don't mind. I do love a good
mystery...
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Chris:
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fuck yeah, printing press
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DM:
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You didn't need to call inspecter
goodfellow, the police already did
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DM:
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He arrives in short time
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Chris:
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you're the one that moved it
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Chris:
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he's still loading the map...
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Zachary Olivos:
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It isn't working
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Kevyn Goodfellow:
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What is this I hear about a bombing?
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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The ruins out by the river are as much
as I know. See for yourself.
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Zachary Olivos is disconnected.
Zachary Olivos has connected.
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Kevyn Goodfellow:
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What happened?
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Kevyn Goodfellow:
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*pulls out magnifying glass*
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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See for yourself.
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* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 => 16
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Zachary Olivos:
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sorry thought chris said it
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DM:
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you search the track here?
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DM:
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You see nothing out of the ordinary
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Zachary Olivos:
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I'll move down to the wreck then
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DM:
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The crowd has mostly cleared, and the
river has washed bits of the train's wooden parts away, but the
smell of burning remains in the air.
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Zachary Olivos:
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do I recognize the scent
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Zachary Olivos:
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components
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DM:
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Clearly an expolosive was at work, but
you don't know what kind
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Zachary Olivos:
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I'll search the wreckage
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* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 => 9
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DM:
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It would appear that the passengers on
this train left in a hurry, leaving many of their things. Some of
the furthest forward remaining car is scourched.
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DM:
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The bridge has been destroyed where
the bomb exploded, dropping several cars into the river
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Zachary Olivos:
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How deep is the river
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Zachary Olivos:
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well how does the river look
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Zachary Olivos:
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fast moving?
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DM:
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possible, but tough to swin through
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Zachary Olivos:
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Do I have anyone with me?
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Zachary Olivos:
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who possesses Stranth
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Zachary Olivos:
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like are people following me
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Zachary Olivos:
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or am I just wandering solo through
the wreckage
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DM:
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No, only these tokens are here
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DM:
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just the four of you now
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Chris:
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he can't see the map, remember?
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Kevyn Goodfellow:
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Anybody feeling particularly strong?
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Hierth Wiltinker:
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Not I...
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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What do you need?
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Kevyn Goodfellow:
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Feeling strong enough to swim down to
the submerged cars?
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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and do what?
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Zachary Olivos:
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Look for evidence of any mechanical
components that are out of the ordinary
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Zachary Olivos:
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you don't exactly know ordinary anyway
I assume?
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Zachary Olivos:
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(I look around for any survivors)
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Zachary Olivos:
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(that are wandering away from the
wreck)
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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I might as well take a look.
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Zachary Olivos:
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(I pull one over)
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Zachary Olivos:
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Excuse me sir, official investigation
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Survivor:
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Aye?
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Zachary Olivos:
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were you on the train?
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Survivor:
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Yes, inspector
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Zachary Olivos:
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Can you tell me about the explosion?
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Zachary Olivos:
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In as much detail as you can if you
would
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Survivor:
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What do you want to know?
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Zachary Olivos:
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Did you notice anything out of the
ordinary at all?
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Survivor:
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I was riding along, then this man
walks in saying there's a bomb...
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Zachary Olivos:
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well that is odd
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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Honey, I'm going to take a look in the
river. Watch my stuff.
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Survivor:
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I wasn't looking, I had just dived
into the river.
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Constance Stendatem:
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Okay.
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Zachary Olivos:
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you dove into the river
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Survivor:
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Yes sir
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Adam:
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I take off my armor.
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Zachary Olivos:
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after this man walked in saying there
was a bomb
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Zachary Olivos:
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what car were you in
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Survivor:
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Third from front
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Zachary Olivos:
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and he enterred from the front?
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Survivor:
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Yes
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Zachary Olivos:
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very well thank you for your time
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Zachary Olivos:
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please don't leave the area in case I
have more questions
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Survivor:
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Can I get my things?
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Zachary Olivos:
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and if you find anyone from a car
forward from you please send them to me
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* Adam rolls: 1d20 => 12
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DM:
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that's useless when trying to dive
underwater in one breth
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DM:
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it's just a train car of stuff
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Adam:
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how long does it take to search?
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DM:
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It will be about an hour total
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DM:
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you have to constantly resurface
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Adam is disconnected.
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Survivor 1:
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Inspector, I was in the first car.
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Zachary Olivos:
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Oh? and what is your name
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Zachary Olivos:
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(Do I recognize them at all
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Survivor 1:
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Garrus
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Zachary Olivos:
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And what did you see Garrus?
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Adam has connected.
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Survivor 1:
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Nothing really. I dove in too.
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Zachary Olivos:
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Before you dove in
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Adam:
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I put my armor back on.
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Zachary Olivos:
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did you see or hear ANYTHING
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Zachary Olivos:
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or were you just struck by the desire
for a swim
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Zachary Olivos:
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mid travel
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Ignatius Stendatem:
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you're so kind.
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Survivor 1:
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An offical steped into the car, yelled
that there was a bomb and we had to get off, and I got scared
|
|
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Survivor 1:
|
good thing too.
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
he stepped into the first car
|
|
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Survivor 1:
|
From the engine
|
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Survivor 1:
|
I saw him ride by on a horse
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
thank you for your time
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
stay with this nice gentlemen over
there Garrus
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
(point to other survivor)
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
ok gentlemen
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
It looks like it is my turn
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
(I remove my belongings)
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
except for a rope
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(I hand it to Ignatius
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
Gentleman, you look strong. Pull me up
if I start drowning
|
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Ignatius Stendatem:
|
You got it.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(I tie the rope around my waist)
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Ah that's cold
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(mumbling curses)
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
do I have to make a swim check to make
it out to the engine?
|
|
DM:
|
The murkey water and current keep you
from ever getting a good view, but you can see that the second car
has almost entirely disintigrated.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
sorry out of character)
|
|
DM:
|
you get there eventially
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
How deep is it?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
to the engine?
|
|
DM:
|
The engine is only a few feet below
|
|
DM:
|
it seems to have fallen off the
bridge, rather than truely exploded
|
|
|
Garrus:
|
Yes?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
YOU SAY THE OFFICIAL ENTERRED FROM THE
ENGINE ROOM?
|
|
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Garrus:
|
Yes
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(I dive and search the disintegrated
car, looking for any remnants of an explosive)
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +10 => 14 + 10 = 24
|
DM:
|
you find a small fragment, after some
time, of what may have been a bomb
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(I swim back to shore)
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Well, gentlemen
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Something strange has happened here
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I use my magnifying glass and Appraise
the fragment
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(which gives my a +2 circumstance bonus
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +10+2 => 16 + 10 + 2 = 28
|
DM:
|
it is worth about 1-5 cp as scrap metal
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I wanted to get the bonus from my
magnifying glass
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
which only effects appraise
|
|
DM:
|
you can have the bonus to search here
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
1d20+10+2
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +10+2 => 19 + 10 + 2 = 31
|
DM:
|
The piece is a newer model of
explosive, recently made, incidiary.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
do I find a fingerprint?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(which I totally know about because
I'm a detective)
|
|
DM:
|
and to dry it would wash the
fingerprints away
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I use Knowledge local to see if I
recognize where the components may have come from
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +5 => 5 + 5 = 10
Player "Zacary" is not connected.
You whisper to Zachary Olivos:
Olivos you know this...
|
Adam:
|
perhaps I know something.
|
* Adam rolls: 1d20 => 18
|
DM:
|
you think that probably came from a
weapons factory. It's too nice to be hand-made.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
A weapons factory?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
How many of those exist in the city?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I use my magnifying glass and look for
a maker's mark
|
|
DM:
|
None are present in Greenwater, but
the nearest city has a few
|
|
DM:
|
there is no maker's mark
|
|
DM:
|
wrong part of the bomb
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
well gentlemen
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Is anyone up for a journey
|
|
|
Garrus:
|
Nope.
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
My wife and I were just about to go on
vacation.
|
|
|
Hierth Wiltinker:
|
I'm not sure how helpfull I would be...
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Well not you
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Garrus you can go
|
|
|
Survivor:
|
me too?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
go nurse your deep trauma
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
you stay here... what's your name
again?
|
|
|
Survivor:
|
Marcus
|
|
Adam:
|
Chris has nothing to say?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
you have a shifty look on your face
|
|
|
Marcus:
|
but-
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
Isn't that a little harsh?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
....................................................
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
..............................................................
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
you can go too
|
|
|
Marcus:
|
Me or the lady?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
you Marcus
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
unless you like standing dripping wet
|
|
|
Hierth Wiltinker:
|
What about me?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
where do you live
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
who are you
|
|
|
Hierth Wiltinker:
|
Hierth Wiltinker, inspector
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Will tinker
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Will you tinker off then
|
|
|
Hierth Wiltinker:
|
ok...
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
what city do you recognize
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Who?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
sorry just thinking aloud... what is
your name?
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Ignatius Stendatem.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
well Iggy
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
*stern look*
|
|
Chris:
|
So, Zac can load the terrain key, but
not this.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
We are headed to the local city to
determine the origin of this bomb
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I may have some suspicions already
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
but I refuse to jump to conclusions
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
wait a second
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I enjoyed messing with him
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(whispers to Constance) I can't
believe I spoke highly of this guy.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
What was that Iggy?
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Nothing.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Ok, I suggest everyone pack for the
trip
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I assume you are going to help me?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(I pick up my belongings and start
getting dressed from after my swim)
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Why would you assume that?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Well, could anyone look at this
travesty in the face
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
and not want to gain vengence for
those lost
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
We both almost died because of this
little terrorist attack. We can't just let them get away with it,
can we?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I'm appealing to your moral nature
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
What is your name?
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
Er, Constance. Constance Stendatem.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
you two are brother and sister?
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
She's my wife, clod.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
that's...
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Good for you two!
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I always knew one day you'd get hitched
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
I suppose we could help. I did just
take a few days off work. Not to mention that I don't exactly
trust leaving the whole investigation to you.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
good, because I could use some company
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
(to self) Given that you just thought
we were siblings, I'm not sure whether to be more offended or
disgusted by that...
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
some one to swim across rivers for me
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
*cough*and find nothing
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
I suppose that means I should get out
my adventuring gear.
|
|
DM:
|
speaking of across rivers, there is
totally a dead guy over there
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Down with the ship, I suppose.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
* my face gets very serious as I kneel
and search the body*
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +12 => 7 + 12 = 19
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
minus two if I don't get the
magnifying glass bonus
|
|
DM:
|
he isn't burnt at all; he died of
blood loss, probably from the peice of metal in his neck. There is
nothing on him but an odd wooden charm.
|
Zachary Olivos is disconnected.
Zachary Olivos has connected.
|
Adam:
|
I begin to take pistols and knives out
of from behind my back and place them in various holsters and
sheathes across my chest and legs.
|
Zachary Olivos is disconnected.
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
Er... what are you doing?
|
Zachary Olivos has connected.
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Well, if we're going on and adventure
to fight terrorists, I'm going to need my adventuring gear.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
then go prepare
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Nothing says adventure like 6 pistols
and 6 daggers.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
yes indeed Iggy!
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
My husband, the action hero...
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
he is certainly armed
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
That's why you married me.
|
|
DM:
|
what I would give to know the tone of
that line...
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
the question is does he have ENOUGH
arms
|
|
Chris:
|
so many tones fit, too.
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
True. I guess it is.
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
. . .
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I suggest we prepare and meet here at
dawn
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
This is an odd place to meet
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I meant the gate
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
The station works.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
that is what I meant
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Right.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
exactly right Constance
|
|
DM:
|
does anyone do anything else prior to
setting off?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
no I just gather my actual materials
|
|
Adam:
|
I take a bathroom break.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I forgot that
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I also breathe
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
at least 1000 times
|
|
Chris:
|
I make sure we've got enough food for
the trip.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I thought they had trolleys for that
shit
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I was just going to eat Bertie Botts
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I have like 3 gold coins
|
* Chris rolls: 1d4 => 3
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
that should be enough to repeat the
scene in Harry potter where he buys them all
|
|
DM:
|
ok, then you head off now?
|
Zachary Olivos is disconnected.
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
How bout a quicky?
|
Zachary Olivos has connected.
|
DM:
|
right there, next to the broken train?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Ah I'm running it off the website now
and I STILL can't see the map
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
* I appear that night
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
with a flashlight
|
|
Adam:
|
beats breaking out the tentacle
monster.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
and search the area looking for more
clues
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20+12 => 5 + 12 = 17
|
DM:
|
you find the telegraph, that Constance
totally told you about
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I read it silently, then go to sleep
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
right there
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
at the station
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
so I don't sleep through it
|
|
DM:
|
So... one more time... the next day...
we head off?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
to that city that was named
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
we're going to check the places where
weapons are made
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
just smell that Coal
|
|
DM:
|
you discover there are three munitions
factories in the city.
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
Might not want to light a match...
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Yes indeed constance
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I suggest we start our search here
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(I point at one of the munition
factories)
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
on the map
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
that was on the train I hope)
|
|
DM:
|
what do you do once you get there?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I examine the layout
|
|
Adam:
|
I inform the facility supervisor that
we are going to be taking a look around.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I produce the fragment
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
someone blew up a train. We're looking
to find out where the bomb is from?
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
from.*
|
|
DM:
|
they eventually consent
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
thank you kindly good sir or madam
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I can't really tell
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
do you recognize this fragment as
belonging to you?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
*r factory?
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
Perhaps we could just take a look at
some of the finished products?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
EXCELLENT idea constance
|
|
DM:
|
the finished products are standard
artilery shells, but they are hard to compare to the fragment
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
do you only make artillery shells?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I search absentmindedly look for
evidence to the contrary
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +12 => 16 + 12 = 28
|
guy at factory:
|
We just support the fight against Xenos
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
so you don't make bombs
|
|
guy at factory:
|
Well, shells are bombs...
|
|
guy at factory:
|
These explode, inspector.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
but at a much lower level of
|
|
guy at factory:
|
You aren't an explosives expert, are
you?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I don't know, guy at factory, are YOU?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
could an artillery shell have
disintegrated an entire coach of a train
|
|
guy at factory:
|
Possibly. Was the train armored?
|
|
guy at factory:
|
Then maybe
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
It also destroyed a good portion of a
bridge.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
did any materials go missing recently?
|
|
guy at factory:
|
Well, yes.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
can I check your bookkeeping manifests
|
|
guy at factory:
|
I would rather you not
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Well, how many went missing then
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
And I need honesty
|
|
guy at factory:
|
It's better this not be discussed. I
will present you the official report tomorrow.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
if there are more bombs out there we
need to stop them
|
|
guy at factory:
|
I'm just a worker
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
You are the manager
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
take pride in your work Guy
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Just because your parents named you
with such anonymous nomenclature doesn'
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
mean you can't be your own man
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
just let us into the bookkeeping area
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
we won't be but a minute
|
|
DM:
|
some level of seriousness, man
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 => 18
|
DM:
|
Ok, there is a report of four shells
reported missing.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Okay, this is serious
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
And nobody is looking into this?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
i'm sorry for my behavior Ignacious
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
and constance
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
but it appears this is far more
serious than I expected it to be
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Is that so?
|
|
DM:
|
everyone to the new map
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Yes I can load this one!
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
no I can't
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I loaded the grassland one
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
this one doesn't work
|
|
DM:
|
there should be one called "factory"
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
no I went there it stopped again
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
it says loaded 4/7 cached
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
but whatever we can just keep going
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
If there are three weapons still lose,
I think we can all agree that this matter deserves top priority
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
Indeed.
|
|
Adam:
|
We don't yet know if these are what
we're looking for.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
what do you mean?
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
Either way, we have several potent
explosives at large.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
It went missing shortly before the
attack?
|
|
Adam:
|
Is that what the document says?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I believe so
|
|
Adam:
|
How often do shells go missing?
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Does the book say that missing shells
are a normal occurance?
|
|
DM:
|
this is the first time in a while
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Well, in that case, I suppose you're
right. We'd better find the others and quickly.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I have some contacts in this city
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I will check with them to see if
anyone has been fencing artillery shells recently
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
What I want to know is how they
smuggled something that large.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
There are ways
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I once knew a man who smuggled a rifle
between his knees by pretending to be an old lady
|
|
|
Factory manager:
|
Excuse me, who let you in here?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
's that work here
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
not necessarily Guy
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
smooth.
|
|
|
Factory manager:
|
Are you police? do you have athority
for this?
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
I have six authorities.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Why yes, we are officials from
Greenwater
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
*produces forged badge
|
|
DM:
|
you don't have time to forge a badge
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
No I have one
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
sorry. should I roll for the forgery
now or just not use it
|
|
DM:
|
how did you get this badge?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I have one for use in intimidation in
Greenwater
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I forged it myself
|
* DM rolls: 1d20+2 => 5 + 2 = 7
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +10 => 10 + 10 = 20
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20+7 => 18 + 7 = 25
* DM rolls: 1d20+6 => 14 + 6 = 20
|
|
Factory manager:
|
and what buisness are you on?
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Nonya
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Sir are you aware that you are missing
four artilleryt shells
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(intimidate
|
|
|
Factory manager:
|
Nonya?
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Nonya business.
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +2 => 18 + 2 = 20
|
|
Factory manager:
|
Look, I don't know who you think you
are, but this is my factory. We had four shells stolen, and I'm
not dealing with any funny buisness!
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
and are you aware that a bomb has
killed 15 innocent Greenwater residence
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
likely made from the composite parts
of the artillery shells YOU lost
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +7 => 18 + 7 = 25
* DM rolls: 1d20+6 => 13 + 6 = 19
|
|
Factory manager:
|
You still could have informed me about
this!
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
About the PURSUIT OF JUSTICE
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
We didn't exactly know where you were.
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
I'm pretty sure I did when we got here.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
for the innocents your ignorance has
killed
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
how DARE you sir
|
|
|
Factory manager:
|
You didn't say, "hey, I', going in the
records room."
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(is this another intimidate?)
|
|
DM:
|
but bullying this guy is tiugh
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
It was implied. (can I intimidate too?)
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +2 => 18 + 2 = 20
* Adam rolls: 1d20+9 => 19 + 9 = 28
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(erryday I'm criting skill checks)
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(oh now I'm sad)
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(boom)
|
|
|
Factory manager:
|
Alright, I suppose I can't stop you...
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Thank you
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(I stand guard at the door.)
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
and if you have any information about
the break in we'd be glad to hear
|
|
DM:
|
why are you so afraid of this guy
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(I'm trying to badger for intel)
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
*whisper to Constance* you be good cop
|
|
|
Factory manager:
|
What do you want to know?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
What exactly happened that night? Was
there any reports of strange activity?
|
|
|
Factory manager:
|
No.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Nothing to indicate who may have taken
the shells?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
You have a problem with
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(I roll Knowledge local to figure out
who may have taken it
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +12 => 11 + 12 = 23
|
|
Factory manager:
|
No. The crime was done by a true
master. No clues left behind.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
he may have been
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
A mage, perhaps?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
but do you know who scoped the area out
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
that is how criminals work
|
|
|
Factory manager:
|
Police detectives
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
and he may have been less adept
|
|
|
Factory manager:
|
These were the best. Stolen bombs
aren't taken lightly.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
So you are saying there was NO calling
card of any sort
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
no evidence?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Were they stolen from this room?
|
|
|
Factory manager:
|
No. They were taken from the
warehouse, over there.
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
I'm telling you: mage. A powerful
enough wizard could just lift a bomb from the building with
telekinesis, or teleport in, grab it, and teleport out. It would
be child's play.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Thank you sir, may we examine the area
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Constance, that is a possibility
|
|
|
Factory manager:
|
Do you suppose that an Ordos mage did
this?
|
|
|
Factory manager:
|
Why?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
We may catch clues YOU missed
|
|
|
Factory manager:
|
Go ahead
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
and prevent more meaningless death
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
thank you
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Rolling for search
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +12 => 15 + 12 = 27
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
can I take 20?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
so that is 32
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
for search
|
|
Chris:
|
Assistance +2's FTW.
|
|
DM:
|
You find a note on the ground
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
was surprisingly hard to find
|
|
Chris:
|
IT'S UNDER THE FLOORBOARDS!
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
It slipped in the cracks in the floor
that makes sense
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
we read it
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
what does it say
|
* Chris rolls: 1d20+3 => 8 + 3 = 11
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +2 => 4 + 2 = 6
* Adam rolls: 1d20+0 => 4 + 0 = 4
* Chris rolls: 1d20+3 => 15 + 3 = 18
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
wait are we re rolling
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
what does the note say
|
|
Chris:
|
Then it didn't happen.
|
|
DM:
|
"Take four bombs out of the warehouse,
Guido, and move them to 1290 arc street. You will be paid shortly."
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I'm going to search the note with my
magnifying glass
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 + 12 => 3 + 12 = 15
|
DM:
|
the vowels are oddly arranged, in
fact, they form a pentagram.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Do I recognize it?
|
|
DM:
|
you recognise it as a pentagram
|
|
Chris:
|
knowledge arcana or spellcraft?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
guys there's a pentagram
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Daemons.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I'm inclined to agree Ignacious
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I'm curious who this Guido is
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
If he's not an invention.
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
One way to find out.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
gather information or should we just
like go to a library)
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(the map should lead the way)
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
We might want to check 1290 Arc Street
before anyone gets wind of us poking about here.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
why there?
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Where else?
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
Well, that's where they moved the
bombs. There may be a trail.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
sorry, I thought that was the location
of another factory
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
In fact, I'd be willing to bet that if
they were as careful as this on step one, they'll have gotten
slack later.
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
The exit?
|
|
Chris:
|
you can never leave...
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
yes, let's go to arc street
|
|
DM:
|
also, it is evening now
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
open lock
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20+9 => 12 + 9 = 21
|
Cop:
|
Hey!
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
mmmmyesssss?
|
|
|
Cop:
|
You are under arrest, son!
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Oh come on, I'm just locked out of my
house!
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +7 => 18 + 7 = 25
* DM rolls: 1d20+5 => 6 + 5 = 11
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(Mwahahahahaha0
|
|
DM:
|
-10 circomstance, due to danger and
unbelivability
|
|
|
Cop:
|
why are you using a lockpick?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
It's all I had, I left my key inside
|
|
|
Cop:
|
Wait, this isn't a house...
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
yes it is
|
|
|
Cop:
|
This is a warehouse.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
well, I live here
|
|
Chris:
|
so it's a house where you wear things
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
its cheaper
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
to rent this space
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
in this economy
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
It's not quite a house you are right,
I'm sorry
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I'm just trying to make ends meet you
know
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
but when did this turn into an attack
on my character
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +12 => 8 + 12 = 20
* DM rolls: 1d20+10 => 20 + 10 = 30
|
|
Cop:
|
yeah, how about we check if you own
this place, ehh?
|
|
|
Cop:
|
come with me
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I said I was renting it sir
|
|
|
Cop:
|
Come on...
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I don't own it!
|
|
|
Cop:
|
Let's go
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Of course it will say I don't own it
because I'm...
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I'm sorry
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I was just so cold
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
you know how the weather gets
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
and... well
|
|
DM:
|
he just gets out his handcuffs at this
point
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
My wife constance is pregnanat
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
and we just wanted someplace warm for
our
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
SNEAK ATTACK
|
|
DM:
|
make the bluff check to distract him
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
SMOKE STICK
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
RUN
|
* DM rolls: 1d20+10 => 15 + 10 = 25
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 + 7 => 10 + 7 = 17
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
well, the smoke stick still went off
right?
|
* Adam rolls: 1d20+3 => 12 + 3 = 15
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 => 5
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
ok, so I attacked barehanded, so that
is 1d4 plus 1d6 right?
|
* DM rolls: 1d20+1 => 12 + 1 = 13
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
oh not 1d6
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
because no sneak attack
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d3 => 3
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I do two damage
|
* Chris rolls: 1d20+2 => 20 + 2 = 22
|
Chris:
|
awwwwwww yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
|
* Chris rolls: 1d6 => 5
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(grapple)
|
* DM rolls: 1d20+3 => 19 + 3 = 22
* DM rolls: 1d100 => 77
* DM rolls: 1d6+1 => 1 + 1 = 2
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(I thought that was damage for a sec.)
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
this isn't Oblivion
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
the guards aren't superhuman
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(you and me both)
|
|
DM:
|
cop takes a withdraw action
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Still smoke sticked?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Is Iggy grappled with him?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
like incapable of retreating?
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(no)
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
ok, can I move silently around to the
back of the house?
|
|
DM:
|
can you see the map via Chris?
|
|
DM:
|
decide what to do when you can see
where you are
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 + 9 => 1 + 9 = 10
* DM rolls: 1d20+4 => 18 + 4 = 22
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
can I equip or no
|
|
DM:
|
sure, drawing somthing is a move action
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
but I just moved
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
so not this turn?
|
|
DM:
|
you can take two move actions in one
turn
|
|
DM:
|
if you don't take a standard
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
ok I draw my rifle
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
and end turn
|
|
Chris:
|
I'm gonna fry him.
|
* Chris rolls: 1d20+3 => 10 + 3 = 13
|
Chris:
|
that hit his touch?
|
* DM rolls: 1d20+1 => 2 + 1 = 3
* Chris rolls: 3d6 => 6
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
Sorry!
|
|
|
Cop:
|
To late!
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
This isn't good.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
don't apologize
|
|
Chris:
|
he's chargin' my sorry ass, isn't he...
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
ok let's do non-lethal from now on
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
actually nevermind
|
|
Chris:
|
wait. nobody in this party has high
base attack, do they?
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(I draw my sword)
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(done
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
SHE'S YOUR WIFE DUDE
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
She's got it under control.
|
|
DM:
|
the cop draws his pistol, drops his
nightstick, and fires
|
* DM rolls: 1d20+3 => 19 + 3 = 22
* DM rolls: 1d20+3 => 10 + 3 = 13
* DM rolls: 4d6 => 9
|
Chris:
|
didn't know it had 19-20
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
she is alive
|
|
Adam:
|
Now I have to kill this guy.
|
|
Chris:
|
STILL ALIVE, BITCH!
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I'm gonna pop out around the corner,
yelling "Constance!"
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
OWWW!
|
|
Adam:
|
get out the smoke before you shoot
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I am I think
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
no but I charge
|
|
DM:
|
ok, roll to bludgen with your rifle
|
|
DM:
|
or are you using a baonet?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
bludgeon for non-lethal
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
1d20 +dex?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
or strength
|
|
Chris:
|
does a rifle butt count as improvised?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
nevermind
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I'm going to shoot him
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 => 18
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
?roll 3d6
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 3d6 => 12
|
DM:
|
ok, you killed him. Now chris' turn
|
* Chris rolls: 1d6 => 2
* Adam rolls: 1d20+7 => 3 + 7 = 10
* DM rolls: 1d20+3 => 5 + 3 = 8
* DM rolls: 1d6 => 5
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I'm going to move to the door and try
to opne lock again
|
* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +9 => 17 + 9 = 26
|
DM:
|
ok, you picked the lock
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
RUN IT'S The Cops!
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Woah, really?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Well, they'll come out and help us
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
and then the cops will know something
sketchy is going down
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
they'll search the house
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
and we'll be vidicated
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
you just killed a cop. I don't think
that's forgivable.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
you guys didn't
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
I mean, you could swear it was in self
defense.
|
* Chris rolls: 1d6 => 2
|
Chris:
|
ffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Actually, let's go with that.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
and so long as we stop more people
from getting killed by artillery shells I'm okay with cooling my
heels a bit
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
I'm sorry officer. This is a big
misunderstanding.
|
|
Chris:
|
I draw my pistol, as well.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Now they have probable cause
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
to search the house
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Officer, stand down. We are
investigating a terrorist threat. One that is inside that building.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I run inside
|
|
|
Cop:
|
What the hell? Drop your weapons!
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
to force them to enter
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
You could've said that earlier.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
you all nearly shot and killed
constance
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
police brutality!
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(I put my cane in my back pocket.)
|
|
|
Cop:
|
I said drop em'
|
|
DM:
|
that's enough for a turn
|
* DM rolls: 1d20+3-2 => 3 + 3 - 2 = 4
|
DM:
|
a cop fires at constance and misses
|
|
|
Cop 1:
|
Everyone clear out! gunfight in
progress!
|
|
DM:
|
Cop puts away his nightstic and pulls
out a pistol, trained at your head
|
* DM rolls: 1d6 => 2
|
DM:
|
ok, Keyvn steps in the warehouse
|
|
DM:
|
you see stuff, but no people
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I'm the bad guy! Trapped in the ware
house...
|
* Chris rolls: 1d6 => 4
|
Chris:
|
that's more like it
|
|
|
Cop 1:
|
We have officer down, hostile
apostate! Call in Ordos!
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
Already here, jackasses!
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Is there any kind of secret passage in
the room
|
|
DM:
|
Adam, what do you do?
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
I think we all need to take a step
back here and try and get some perspective.
|
|
|
Cop:
|
Drop em!
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
I'd rather you do it.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Guys now is not the time
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
Fight or surrender, but do it quick!
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
Surrender is the way to go here.
|
|
DM:
|
seroiusly, I'm auto ending your turn
soon
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(that's fine)
|
* DM rolls: 1d6 => 1
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(if the cop wants to disarm me, he'll
have to do it himself. I'm not touching my weapons)
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
What do I see
|
|
DM:
|
very little. The warehouse is almost
empty
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
Does it look like things have been
moved?
|
|
DM:
|
They are right where they were left
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I am going outside and yell
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
EVERYONE I'M THE MAN WHO OPENED FIRE
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I SHOT THE SHERRIF
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
And these gentlemen were trying to
arrest me
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I actually own this house
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I'm not done
|
|
Chris:
|
I assume the houses above me have
doors?
|
|
Chris:
|
'cause I'm out of LoS.
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I own this house I helped steal three
artillery shells that are going to be used against innocent people
if you don't search this house right now
|
|
citizen:
|
don't kill me...
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
Good morning, ma'am. There's a
gunfight going on out there, you may want to stay inside.
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
evening*
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(I'm trusting you guys to help me out
if I take the fall for this
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
You'll be fine. Just don't do anything
stupid.
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(I kneel and end my turn)
|
|
|
Cop:
|
All the way on the ground, arms out!
|
* DM rolls: 1d6 => 4
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I kneel and liedown dropping my rifle
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
I assume the position
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
SEE I'M FETAL
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
JUST CHECK THE HOUSE
|
|
Chris:
|
Does the door here have a lock?
|
|
|
Constance Stendatem:
|
I got hit in the crossfire. Can I hide
in here til the fight's over?
|
* Chris rolls: 1d20+10 => 2 + 10 = 12
|
|
citizen:
|
Help! The apostate is in my house!
|
|
Chris:
|
how would she know?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(kill her)
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
(jk don't do that)
|
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(I go prone, as directed.)
|
You whisper to Chris: all she
heard is that there as a rogue apostate
|
|
Ignatius Stendatem:
|
(end)
|
You whisper to Chris: she would
assume anyone who barges in would be them
|
DM:
|
Cop readies to fire if you move
|
* DM rolls: 1d6 => 4
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
can no one see me?
|
|
DM:
|
you are in a smoke cloud
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DM:
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the one guy with LOS is dead
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Zachary Olivos:
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I can't stabilize him?
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DM:
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nope, you took him to exactly -10
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Zachary Olivos:
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Ok, I'm going to hastily forge an
incriminating documen while prone on the ground
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Zachary Olivos:
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no that is my turn
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DM:
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that's several rounds
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* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 + 10 => 17 + 10 = 27
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Constance Stendatem:
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Excuse me, officer? I'm not an
apostate. I'm an Ordo student. So would you mind kindly not
shooting at me?
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Constance Stendatem:
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We were attempting to follow up on an
investigation of a terrorist attack in Greenwater, the police
there sent us on our mission. Check with them, if you like.
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Cop 1:
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There you are...
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Chris:
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Depends. Does he plan on accepting?
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Chris:
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I surrender, but if he tries anything
funny, he's gonna be a crispy critter.
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DM:
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ok, then you all get arrested
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Zachary Olivos:
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do i finish my document and plant it
on the dead cop
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Ordos Officer:
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So what do we have here?
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Constance Stendatem:
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A horrendously botched investigation,
that's what.
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Ordos Officer:
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There are marks of electrical damage
on that body, little lady. Do you know what that means?
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Zachary Olivos:
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that. that pretty much covers it
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DM:
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if the box says I'm talking, don't
interrupt
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Zachary Olivos:
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sorry my bad
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Constance Stendatem:
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That I'm in for disciplinary action,
one would assume. But you probably plan on treating me as an
apostate.
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Ordos Officer:
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You are a mage, are you not? And I
doubt that that little hohah was Ordos-authorized, now was it?
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Zachary Olivos:
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Sir, if I may?
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Constance Stendatem:
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I ran and hid. He shot me. What was I
supposed to do?
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DM:
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he looks in your direction, curious
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Zachary Olivos:
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this lady was attacked by that guard
after he found us trying to enter this house
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Zachary Olivos:
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there are artillery shells in the that
were stolen from a production factory at this address
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Zachary Olivos:
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*give it to him*
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Zachary Olivos:
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we have reason to believe that a shell
was used to detonate a train filled with innocent Greenwatch
citizens
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Cop:
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That is this adress, sir.
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Zachary Olivos:
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no not that address
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Zachary Olivos:
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the address of the factory we went to
not the letter
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Zachary Olivos:
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though I am getting to the letter
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Zachary Olivos:
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We found this note at the scene of the
robbery at the factory
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Zachary Olivos:
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and traced it to this address
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Zachary Olivos:
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at which point this policeman became
very belligerent even when presented with official documentation
regarding our investigation
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Zachary Olivos:
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he then fired at this woman
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* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +7 => 15 + 7 = 22
* DM rolls: 1d20+8+5 => 15 + 8 + 5 = 28
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Ordos Officer:
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is that so?
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Ordos Officer:
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Show me this official documentation?
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Zachary Olivos:
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I show him the letter and motion to
constance to show her badge
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DM:
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is this the letter you forged?
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DM:
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wasn't that on the dead guard?
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Zachary Olivos:
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no that was the pentagram one
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Zachary Olivos:
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this is the one I made on the ground
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DM:
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Ok, are you giving him the thing you
found at the factory, or the one you just forged?
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Zachary Olivos:
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the one I just forged
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DM:
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I though you put that on the dead guy
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Zachary Olivos:
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no I put the pentagram one on him
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Zachary Olivos:
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I should have been more clear
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DM:
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then what does this forged letter say?
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Zachary Olivos:
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It officially charges me with the
pursuit of these bombs
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DM:
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ok, now roll forgery. Forgery checks
are made the first time someone checks the document
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Zachary Olivos:
|
can't we take the one I already rolled?
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DM:
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no, because that gives you unfair
information about how well forged it is prior to it being inspected
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Zachary Olivos:
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fine i guess
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* Zachary Olivos rolls: 1d20 +10 => 5 + 10 = 15
* DM rolls: 1d20+10 => 14 + 10 = 24
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Zachary Olivos:
|
it should be 27
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Zachary Olivos:
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just saying
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Ordos Officer:
|
And tell me, Mr...
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Ordos Officer:
|
Goodfellow, why didn't you report this
to local city officials first?
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Zachary Olivos:
|
I thought there could be an imminent
terrorist threat to your city
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Zachary Olivos:
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And I sought to end it quickly
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
I apologize, I should have come to you
all first
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
but experience has not been kind to me
in regards to
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Zachary Olivos:
|
if you'll pardon the phrase
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Zachary Olivos:
|
burocracy
|
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Constance Stendatem:
|
Yeah, why DIDN'T we go through proper
channels?
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Ordos Officer:
|
Search them and the warehouse
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DM:
|
do you comply to being searched?
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Chris:
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In preference to being shot.
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Cop 3:
|
Sir, the official is heavily armed,
and the detective has a daemonic charm, as well as a piece of
shrapnel.
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Cop:
|
Sir, there are three more bombs in
there
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Zachary Olivos:
|
(oh thank god)
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Ordos Officer:
|
And what exactly were you doing with
this charm?
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
We found it
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Zachary Olivos:
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at the factory
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Constance Stendatem:
|
On a body at the bomb site.
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Ordos Officer:
|
Do you think this was cultist activity?
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
I'd stake my life on it
|
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Constance Stendatem:
|
But why would cultists be interested
in exploding a train?
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Ordos Officer:
|
Then why... didn't... you... INFORM
THE ORDOS MANUASTA?!?
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Constance Stendatem:
|
Because we're idiots?
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Zachary Olivos:
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I thought she was with you to be honest
|
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DM:
|
the ordos manuasta are incharge of
investigating ll magical or daemonic things
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Constance Stendatem:
|
Not a full member yet. Just a student.
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
Well, you could have said that
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
don't you guys give out lisences
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
should n't her's be like vertical
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
instead of horizantal?
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Ordos Officer:
|
Inducted members wear the colors, and
have a pretty badge. Student's have neither.
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Ordos Officer:
|
Tell me, lady, did you mislead them
into thinking you were inducted?
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Zachary Olivos:
|
I never asked
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
It was my own fault
|
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Constance Stendatem:
|
Not intentionally. They just kind of
went charging on ahead.
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Ordos Officer:
|
Even if you are telling the truth,
this was reckless and naive. You have admitted to hiding cult
activity from the Ordos, and that alone is enough to see you all
killed. In addition, there is a man laying dead no more than a
stones throw from me. I hope you don't expect mercy form me...
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Constance Stendatem:
|
Also, we didn't actually know what
that necklace was.
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
It is entirely my own fault
|
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Constance Stendatem:
|
Kind of an important detail.
|
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Ordos Officer:
|
Imprisonment for all of them. They
will await further questioning, then trial if needed. I do not
know what has been happening, but I will see it resolved.
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
(do we have our belongings
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
but right now?
|
|
DM:
|
your weapons have been taken
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
but my theives tools have not?
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
can I swallow them?
|
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DM:
|
not without getting caught
|
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Zachary Olivos:
|
can I "accidentally" break my smoke
stick and do it then
|
|
DM:
|
I cannot promise they won't shoot you
for it
|
|
Zachary Olivos:
|
nevermind then
|
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DM:
|
ok, I think this marks a good stopping
point...
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Zachary Olivos:
|
ok, sounds good
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Next Chapter...