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[GM]: BEGIN SESSION
[GM]: It is 4 pm on the first Wednesday of the Spring Month of Drakurah
Jackdaw makes a big yawn when woken
[Anval]: When Anne awakes at 4pm, she heads to see the Holy Father of St. Meliss...
(Jamison whispered to GM): Let's just sit back for now... I could use those 6 to raise my fighting ability in the new disaplines...later
[GM]: A Cleric wakes Jackdaw and Anval
[GM]: Cleric: Sister Anval .... Sir Faun ... it is time to awaken
[Jamison]: and Jamison
[GM]: Cleric: A meal has been prepared for you.
[Anval]: Thank you, Brother... Is the Father available?
[GM]: The Cleric leaves and goes to the other room containing Jamison
Jamison jumps up as the door makes noise..
[Anval]: Anne gets up, and when she sees JD, she calls out "I'll join you at the meal in a few moments!"
[Jamison]: who is it
Jackdaw digs in, hungrily!
[GM]: Note: A Cleric is not called Brother ... only an ordained Priest has that title.
[Anval]: Sorry - Mybad!
[Jamison]: ?
[GM]: The Cleric looks about the room and scratches his head. "Sir Squire ... a meal has been prepared for you .... Wasn't there another in here with you?"
Thomas makes his way back to the church, hoping to sneak back in before anybody misses him.
Jamison looks around...."I thought so.....but I was weary and fell asleep."
[GM]: A couple of Clerics wait in the hallway and lead the three of you to a dinning room.
Jackdaw digs in, hungrily!
[Anval]: Anne changes her mind, and follows the rest of her friends to the dining room..
Jamison follows.
[GM]: Cleric: Ahh.... there you are (to Thomas) ... Dinner is served ... follow me.
[Anval]: Anne says a quick prayer over her meal, before she eats...
Jackdaw says "good food, good wine, anyone Lonely??"
Jamison looks at Thomas....whispering"Where were you?"
[Anval]: ooc - Is the Father taking his meal here as well?
[GM]: Even though the Cleric is older than Anval ... it is apparent why he never made priest. He is not too keen witted. But he is a devoted servant of the Church.
[GM]: The Cleric raises an Eyebrow at Jackdaw.
[Anval]: "Always, Jackdaw, except when I'm not..."
[GM]: You are lead into the Dinning area and a good meal has been prepared for you. The two Clerics leave you to it.
Thomas nods at the Priest, and says to Jamison in a low voice..."Looking for Dirk...I lost him when the Knights busted in, and I he isn't in any of the usual places..."
(GM whispered to Thomas): No luck finding him.
Jamison to Thomas.."Any luck finding him?"
[Anval]: "Jamison, Thomas... How was your rest?"
[Anval]: Anne sits at the table, and says a prayer over the food...
[Jamison]: Very fine, Anne...and yours?
[GM]: The meal is a few freshly baked loafs of bread; a few chickens baked with berries and friut.
Jamison bows his head during grace.
[Anval]: Too Short, I expect... But perhaps I can get a better nights sleep tonight!"
[GM]: A modest meal .. but carefully prepared.
Thomas shrugs, "I can't find him anywhere...Dunno what became of 'im."
(GM whispered to Thor): Where did you spend the day?
[Anval]: Hmmm... Looks good! Can't find who?"
Jamison enjoys the food, while thinking about the missing Dirk.
[GM]: A priest appears at the door, "Greetings"
Jamison to Thomas "Maybe he is back at the weapons shop?"
[Anval]: Anne looks over... "Greetings..."
(Thor whispered to GM): We'll assume I was out roaming the town. I will be back at the Pub for the meeting at 5pm
[GM]: The priest waits polietly at the door and smiles at the four guests.
Thomas takes a seat, starts to say something but turns to the preist.
[Anval]: Would you like to sit with us, Brother?
[GM]: Priest: I hope your sleep was peaceful?
[Jamison]: Greetings, Brother
[Jamison]: Restful, thank you
[Jackdaw]: brb phone
[GM]: Priest: No thank you .... I have work to do, but the Father asked me to look in on you.
[Anval]: Yes, it was, but too short. I will catch up later tonight!
[GM]: Priest: The Father also wanted to meet with you before you leave.
[Anval]: Ah... Could you ask the Father if I could speak with him quickly after the meal?
[Jamison]: We appreciate your kind consideration
[Anval]: Excellent! I will do my best to hurry!
[GM]: Priest Nods: I believe that he will be joining you here after your meal.
Jamison to Thomas, did you check at the weapons store?
[GM]: The Priest smiles and leaves
[GM]: Priest "Ral be with you all"
[Anval]: Ral's blessing upon you too, Brother!"
[Jamison]: And with you...
Thomas thinks for a moment, "No, I didn't...But I don't think that would be his scene...Why did he say something?"
[GM]: Priest "Thank you sister"
(GM whispered to Thor): Didn't you get some rest?
[Jamison]: OOC: isn't the weapon shop where we first met Dirk?
Thomas continues to eat as he carries on the conversation with Jamison and the others.
(GM whispered to Thor): Night before last you stayed at the Pub/Inn where the meeting will be.
(Thor whispered to GM): Forgot about the way the day got messed up. Yes I of course got a few hours rest..
[GM]: OOC: yes ... you met Dirk at the Shop
[GM]: OOC: Dirk knew Thomas from the streets.
(GM whispered to Thor): When you returned to the Pub ... the Barkeep told you that he had a post for you.
Jamison to Thomas..."Maybe we can drop by the shop and see if anyone has seen him..."
[Thomas]: [Have we been left alone now?]
[GM]: The four of you are alone in the dinning room
[Anval]: Anne begins eating, leaving the men to discuss Dirk and his wherabouts...
(Thor whispered to GM): Ok. Sorry I'm a bit slow since I missed the important ending part of last week's session
(GM whispered to Thor): In the post there was a note for $500 .. for some services that you had performed ... money that you had been expecting ... it was a little late.
(GM whispered to Thor): No problem
[Jackdaw]: b
[GM]: OOC: Don't forget each of you except for Thomas will be down 2 fatigue until you get a proper night's rest.
Thomas nods, "Seems you know him better then I do..." Turns to Sister Anne, in a quiter tone "I still have that book of spells I...found...in the basement. Could you make heads or tails of it? I could fence it, but that seems like a waste...May be more valuable to us if you could read it."
[GM]: There is also wine with the meal
[GM]: It is not too sweat ... and not too strong.
[Anval]: ooc - is your book of spells labelled 412p
[Anval]: ooc - ?
Jackdaw refrains from imbibing...too heavily, a little wine with a meal is good for you!
[GM]: OOC: No ... Thomas has a different book
[Thomas]: [Dunno, I could not read any of it]
Jackdaw says "mylookedat?"
[GM]: OOC: Thomas took his out of the Library
Jamison considers the conversation as he eats... refraining from tasting the wine and sticking with water...
[GM]: OOC: Wait .... scratch that.
[GM]: OOC: Perhaps there was only one spell book ... does anyone remember Anval finding one in the cats?
[Anval]: Well, I have a similar book from the catacombs.. I was planning to fence it to a magician, to pay for the identification of the items we found...
[Anval]: I do!
Jackdaw says "my can readed'
[Thomas]: [Question: Is there the equilvent of Comphend Language spell, from AD&D, in GURPS?]
[GM]: OOC: Okay .. then there must be two books.
[Jamison]: let's take them out and have a look at them....
[GM]: OOC: Yes
[Anval]: Anne brings out the book from the cats, and compares it to Thomas's
[Jamison]: OOC: I don't know, Thomas
[Anval]: Is the writing similar?
[Anval]: ooc - Is the writing similar?
Jackdaw goes to looked over Anval's shoulder
Thomas turns to the fawn, and checking to see if his hands are clean, puts the book in front of Jackdaw. "Don't mess it up...Bring down the resale value."
[Jackdaw]: at the book
[GM]: The book that Anval has that is labeled 412p is heavier bound with the pages made of leather... and looks older. Thomas' is larger with pages of heavy paper.
Jackdaw studies Thomas' book
[Anval]: What language are they written in?
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): Elvish is my first language FYI
[GM]: Anval's books is carefully lettered in a Magical tounge that looks similar to Old Haddin
[GM]: Thomas' book appears to be almost printed. The words in Thomas' book seem to fade in and out.
Jackdaw mumbles and stares harded
[GM]: It is hard to focus on the writting in book#2
[Jackdaw]: harder
[Anval]: I think our books are quite dismilar... and yours seems enchanted in some manner - perhaps..."
[Jamison]: I agree with Anne
Jackdaw turns the book so he's looking at it from another angle
[GM]: A little time passes and the Father appears in the doorway.
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): No luck
[Anval]: "I suspect that the Baron may have had a magical use for that book... I suspect it will be worth far more as evidence than as an item for sale...
Jackdaw picks it up and shakes it lightly to see if anything falls out
[Jamison]: Let's hang onto it for now, Thomas
[GM]: Father (smiling) "Ahhh.... good day!"
[Anval]: Anne looks up... and then stands, bowing "Welcome, Father..."
Jamison looks up,"Good Evening Father"
[Anval]: "I heard that you wished to see us?"
[GM]: Father: Ahhh... sister Anval ... I hope your sleep was peaceful.
Jackdaw sniffes the binding
Thomas nods, and seeing the Father appraoching, carefully and nonchanlantly, places the text back in his pack.
[Jackdaw]: and examines the cover carefully
[GM]: The Father seems happy to see you all
[Anval]: It was excellent, Father, but somewhat short... (grin) I expect I will sleep well tonight though...
[GM]: Yes, I did ask to see you before you left.
[Thomas]: [After Jackdaw is done with it of course ^_^]
Jackdaw gives Thomas a dirty look and "humphs"
[GM]: Father: Anval, is this the party that you wish to accompany you to the Royal City?
Jamison perks up at this question
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): High mana? Has it been 12 hours since the fight?
[Anval]: Yes Father... and perhaps one more, if we can find him...
[Anval]: I hadn't had time to broach the subject as yet...
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): No .. the fight took place at 7 am ... it is now 4 pm
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): k
[GM]: Father: Oh .. I am sorry if misspoke
[Anval]: Anne turns to the others... "It would seem that the Sanctum Ral we discovered in the Catacombs was a rare holy book - so rare that only one other like it exists..."
[GM]: Father: I prayed on the matter and wanted to make sure that you allowed me to give you my blessing before you left.
Jamison looking at Anne..."Well I for one would be grateful for the company, while on the road to the Royal City"
[Anval]: "The Father has charged me with taking it to the Lord Matrona (?) personally - and asked me to choose some guardians and aides...
[Anval]: I would be honored, Father, to have your blessing!
[Anval]: (Anne blushes at Jamisons' comment... but then scowls and looks away)
[GM]: Well, Sister Anval ... whatever you decide ... I do offer my support
[Anval]: These men are tried and true, Father... I believe that they will be of great aid, if they choose to come with me...
Thomas looks indignitant "I will have to check my calender...Hmm...Seems I am free. Agrred then." Thomas smiles "Just keep those record-o crystals away from me...I always look horrible in them."
Anval smiles at that comment
[GM]: Father: Yes, I am sure you have good judgement Sister. .... But a little more pressing is the subject of the Catacombs.
[Anval]: Yes Father? What can I help you with?
[Jamison]: Father... do you know if the assassins have been transported to the Royal City?
[GM]: Father: It is rather disturbing thinking about what might be down there. I believe that I will ordered them sealed for the time being.
[GM]: Father looks at Jamison: Assassins? I do not know of such things.
[Anval]: That seems wise, Father... If you desire, I will lead others into them when I return?"
Jackdaw says "we helpeded the whispering skulls when they asked"
Jamison looks at Anne "Did you not speak with the Father about our...adventure....this morning?
[Anval]: Jamison, the Father I think, has not heard of the Baron's arrest yet...
[Jamison]: ahhhh
[GM]: Father: Sister I believe that I will order a proper investigation of the matter. It seems to be a matter that would best be handled by a full Investation of the Church. There may be historical aspects as well.
[Anval]: It slipped my mind, with the importance of the Sanctum Ral I carried... Nobles are one lifetime - faith is Eternal!"
Jackdaw says "I never meeted a skull what could talk before."
[GM]: Father: Other Relics ... that might be found ... questions about the past ....
[Anval]: If it would help, Father, I can sketch a map from memory before I leave for the Royal City?"
[GM]: Father: Sister Anval, that would be invaluable .... and much appreciated.
[Jamison]: Father, is there nothing in your large Library that might not contain information about the catacombs?
[Anval]: I will attempt to write one tonight then, before I take to my bed...
[GM]: Father: Of course, in turning the matter over to the Holy Council ... It will perhaps be months before some action is taken.
[Anval]: "Father, While in the catacombs, we discovered this book... I was hoping it would be valueless to the church, but perhaps it has import... I forgot to mention it to you last night..."
[Anval]: (She offers him the book labelled 412p)
Thomas leans back in his chair, letting the other work out the details. He begins to absentmindedly levitate a stray fork between his hands as he half-listens to the conversation. As the conversation draws to the book, he grasps the fork and pays attention.
[GM]: Father smiles at Jamison: Yes, I have found many references to the Catacombs. But it seems that the knowledge of them was hidden from the people by Royal Decree .. perhaps even some magic at work there.
[GM]: Father takes the book and studies it.
[GM]: Father: It looks to be very old .... but nonetheless .. it is secular.
[GM]: Father: I can refer you to a mage that can help you identify it if you would like.
[Anval]: "Then it would be best left in your care..."
[GM]: Father looks at Anval
[Jamison]: OOC: Secular...
[Anval]: Yes - that would be excellent! We have some other items that could use that service as well, if possible...
[Jamison]: Yes, Father... that might be helpful
Thomas nods as well.
[GM]: Father: There are many mages that are devout followers of the Church. One in particular that is always performing services for us.
[Anval]: I would like to meet this person very much... Could you arrange a meeting?"
[GM]: Father: I will write a note .... Just a minute
[GM]: Father bows and leaves.
[Anval]: Thank you, Father!"
[Anval]: ooc - does the Father still have the book 412p?
[Jamison]: Well, this could be very helpful...
[GM]: Father returns in less than 5 mintues with paper and pen.
[GM]: OOC: Father gave it back to Anval.
[Anval]: ok
[GM]: Father pens a note and hands it to Anval
Jackdaw looks around
[GM]: Time is 4:45pm
[Anval]: "Thank you Father..." Anne takes the note respectfully...
[Thomas]: [When were we supposed to meet?]
[Jamison]: 7
[Thomas]: [Ok]
[Anval]: Anne reads the note...
[Jamison]: Anne, are you taking care of our travel plans?
(GM whispered to Anval): The note says something to the effect: Please offer any aid that you can to Sister Anval in Identifying some Secular Items. .. signed Father Bartus
[Anval]: I will be, with the Father, in the morning..."
[Anval]: "Father? Who am I to take this to?"
[GM]: The Father gives Anval directions to a shop just three blocks from the Cathedral.
[Anval]: "Thank you!"
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): is there a window?
[GM]: Father: His name is Phillus and he is a Doctor of the College of Enchantment
[Anval]: Would tomorrow morning be a good time to discuss travel plans?"
[GM]: Father: Sure .. the work of Ral is never ending ... but there is always time.
[GM]: Father: I will be here whenever you seek me.
[Anval]: Thank you, Father."
[GM]: Father: As for now ... I must be back to work. Is there anything else that I may do for you?
[Jamison]: Father, we all here appriciate your hospitality. I was wondering if I might be able to impose on you again this evening, for another night of rest
[GM]: Father: Yes .. I think that can be arranged.
[Thor]: ARRGH... OOC: I hate to do this before we've played more than an hour, but I have to go.. important things to take care of.
(GM whispered to Thor): Any actions that you would like to do?
[Anval]: Um... there is something... I've been back from the Orclands only a few weeks, and am totally broke... We will need money in the Royal City, at least for small things... Would it be possible to receive some funds to aid in my duties?
[ Da Man! joined the game ]
(GM whispered to Thor): Do you plan on meeting the party at the scheduled time?
[Jamison]: Thank you very much, Father... could we also have your blessing before you leave?
[Da Man!]: ((Ah, mind if I lurk a bit?))
[Jamison]: Later Thor
[Anval]: See ya Thor!
(Thor whispered to GM): I intend to buy a few things.. but that will have to wait until after the meeting. I will be there for the meeting.
[Jackdaw]: bye Thor
(GM whispered to Thor): okay .. later!!!
(GM whispered to Thor):
(GM whispered to Thor): Sorry I didn't get to you sooner
(Thor whispered to GM): That's ok
[GM]: OOC: Sure Da Man .. lurking is fine
[Thor]: Alright bye everyone. See ya later
[ J left the game ]
[Jamison]: take care
[Da Man!]: ((Super))
[GM]: Father: Sister Anval ... I will see what I can do about the funds also. Services are much easier than funds, though.
[GM]: Father: .. as for now .... may Ral be with you.
[Anval]: I understand Father... And thank you Jamison, for reminding me...
[GM]: Father turns just before leaving: Ahh... and don't forget to return and Let me offer you a blessing before you depart.
[Jamison]: And with you , Father
Jackdaw says "thankeded you"
(GM whispered to Anval): You sense a holiness about Father Bartus
[Anval]: Thank you Father!"
[GM]: Father smiles ands leaves.
[Thomas]: "Thanks."
[Jackdaw]: "May you always frollic happily"
Jamison looks at the rest of the party..."We have a few hours before we need to be in the Tavern... I for one want to look for Dirk, before the meet... anyone care to join me?"
[Jackdaw]: "We gonna have thingies looked at firsted?"
[Anval]: I have other business to attend to... Jackdaw, would you accompany me to the shop after dinner?
[Anval]: Yes... After dinner...
[GM]: Two Clerics enter the room and begin to clean up. They are different than the ones eariler ... one of them is a female.
[Jackdaw]: "But we could looked for Dirk firstest"
[GM]: OOC: Meeting was set for 5 pm
[GM]: OOC: It is now just about that time.
Jackdaw says to the female cleric "You Lonely??"
[Jamison]: How about you 2 check out the books, Thomas and myself will go ...hunting.
[Anval]: All right...
[Jamison]: 5, not 7?
[GM]: Female Cleric smiles at Jackdaw but does not speak
[Anval]: Jackdaw... Will you come with me?
Jackdaw winks
Thomas looks up..."We better go check for our man..."
[GM]: OOC: I believe that Sir C asked you to meet him at 5pm ... isn't that correct?
[Anval]: ooc yes...
[GM]: It is now 5 pm
[Jamison]: Could be.. I thought 7...but I have been wrong b4
[Jackdaw]: "Aren't we 'posed to be meeteding someones now?"
[Jamison]: It's time to go to the tavern first... we can split after that...
[GM]: OOC: Well, losing a full night of sleep does that to you Jamison.
[Anval]: Perhaps we should meet with Sir C first?
[Jamison]: hehehe
[GM]: The Pub is about a 15 minute walk away
Jamison begins to leave the church... heading for the meet
Jamison walks quickly...trying not to be late.
Thomas looks up..."No way, we got to move...I am not missing the delivery of the item...We worked to hard to blow it by being late."
Jackdaw follows
[Jamison]: OOC: there are no precision time pieces yet, are there?
[Anval]: Anne follows Jamison... "JD, follow me - we'll look at the thingies later..."
[Jackdaw]: "ok"
[GM]: OOC: I'll get back to you on that Jamison ... but good point.
Thomas gets up and walks briskly toward the preordanied meeting spot.
[Jamison]: The party moves to the streets and the to the tavern
[GM]: When you arrive at the Pub on Blithey street you see Sir C and Thor sitting at a table drinking ale.
(Anval whispered to GM): Anne is dressed in her armor, and carries the Sanctum Ral in her pack, unless the Father asked that it be kept in the temple until she leaves....
[Jackdaw]: "Hey My knowed this place!"
[Anval]: Hello, Sir Cornelius, Thor...
Jamison goes to the barkeep....good evening sir
(GM whispered to Anval): No, the Father has left it in your hands.
[Anval]: Anne grins, showing her lopsided teeth and narrow lips... it's kinda disquieting
[GM]: Sir Cornelius stands as you enter.
[GM]: Thor continues to drink his ale.
[GM]: Thor smiles .... "It's about time"
[GM]: Sir C: "Come join us"
Jackdaw goes to the bartender "can my haveded a 'cold one' if my haved no moneys?"
Jamison bangs on the bar..."BARKEEP..."
[GM]: A familiar face works the bar
[GM]: Barkeep: Ahhh... welcome back!
[Anval]: Anne appraoches the table, and sits... slinging the backpack into her lap...
Thomas takes a seat after checking out the scene first.
[Jamison]: glad to be back. Is your room, available?
[Anval]: Hello barkeep!
[GM]: The Barkeep frowns at Jackdaw, "I cant afford to give the stuff away, Sir faun"
[Jamison]: OOC: backroom
[Jackdaw]: "no sir, just Jackdaw"
[Jackdaw]: "ok, my geted some moneys"
[GM]: The Barkeep points: Ahh... yes, help yourself to the backroom ... Will everyone be having an ale? (he frowns at Jackdaw)
Jackdaw looks around how crowded is the room?
[Anval]: Not me, Barkeep... I've got a hope of some money soon, but I'd not ask until I know I can pay."
[GM]: There is a table with 3 men .... they look weary from travel... and dirty from the road. There is one lady sitting at the bar.
Jamison pulls out 1 gold and gives it to the barkeep...."Here this should cover my friends...and the room"
[Jackdaw]: What lady look like?
[Jackdaw]: My know her?
[Jackdaw]: She a Lonely Lady?
[Anval]: "Why thank you jamison! Barkeep, I'll have an ale..."
[GM]: Jackdaw recognizes her as one of the "Always loney ladies"
[Jackdaw]: my go say "Hi"
[Anval]: "Jd... wait a moment..."
Jackdaw goes over to the lady
[GM]: The Barkeep smiles and takes the Soveriegn
(Jamison whispered to GM): OOC: let me subtract that from my dwindling funds....hehehe
[GM]: Okay ... Ales all around?
[Anval]: Anne goes over to JD... and tries to get his attention...
[Jamison]: water for me...
[Anval]: "Yes thanks! (to the barkeep)"
[Jackdaw]: ooc Mace to the...head?
[GM]: Barkeep: Ahh... good squire ... I believe that there is a post for you ... it arrived this morning.
[Anval]: "jackdaw.... psst!"
[Anval]: ooc hehehe
Jackdaw is showing off his new shirt
[Anval]: "jackdaw.... psst!"
[GM]: Barkeep: Alright ... and a picture of water
Jackdaw says "out back my thinked"
[GM]: The lady admires JD's new shirt.
Jamison wanders over to SC...."Do we have a meeting this evening, with our...friend?"
[Anval]: "HEY jackdaw.... PSSSST"
[Jamison]: OOC:HAHAHA...this is good....
[GM]: Sir C: Let's go to the back room
[GM]: Thor gets up and moves to the back room ... he is a little tipsy.
Jackdaw says to the ALL, "my comed by this evening and we have a good Frollic?"
[GM]: Sir C moves to the back room.
[Anval]: Anne goes up to JD's ear and whispers
[GM]: Lady: Aye ... and Frolic we shall! hehehe
Thomas moves towards the backroom as well.
Jackdaw looks at Anval, then back to the lady, winks and says "yes dear"
[ Da Man! left the game ]
[GM]: Lady: Don't forget me Fauny! (she winks)
[Jackdaw]: "My wont!"
Jackdaw lets Anval lead him away
[GM]: Sir C moves into the room and takes a seat.
[Anval]: Anne heads to the back room, taking up a post by the door to guard against eavesdroppers...
[GM]: Ale is distributed as well as a pitcher of water with clean glasses.
[GM]: Barkeep approaches Jamison and hands him a letter.
[GM]: Sir C waits for everyone to get into the room and the door to be shut.
[Anval]: When the Barkeep leaves, Anne shuts the door
Thomas takes a seat and puts up his feet.
[Jamison]: before I read the letter...a toast...."Iwish to thank you all for saving this young hide of mine and allowing it to see another day...BROAST"
[GM]: Thor raises a glass ... "Here here!"
[Anval]: "Broast? here here!"
Jackdaw joins in, somewhat confusedly
[Anval]: Anne raises her glass and then drains a third of it...
Jamison looks at Anval and grins.
[Jackdaw]: "What a Broast?" he whispers to Anval
Thomas raises his mug as well.
[Anval]: "I dunno... But it made him happy..." Anne whispers back to JD...
Jamison walks to the back wall and opens the letter. he then begins to read it.
[Jackdaw]: "Happy, good!"
[Anval]: Thor... Did you know that blade is magical? (pointing at his sword)
(GM whispered to Jamison): You find that it is from the Duke of Wanscott. He tells you that he is glad that this post finally found you and that he hopes that there are no hard feelings. He also asks to be able to help you in your 'quest for knighthood'
(GM whispered to Jamison): Enclosed is a note for $1000
[GM]: Thor raises the sword, "This blade ? ... well it did serve me well in the battle."
(GM whispered to Jamison): OOC: Sound okay?
[Anval]: Indeed... Father Bartus has suggested that I take all the items found in the catacombs to a magician, to see if they have relgious importance...
[GM]: Sir C: Well now that everyone is here..... By the way ... where is Dirk?
[Anval]: I would be happy to include that sword...
Jamison stiffles a sob and wipes a tear from his cheek...mumbling.."Thank you your Grace...I hope to prove myself worthy.."
[GM]: Sir C: ... and for the life of me ... I cant remember what happened to the fairy!
[Anval]: Lendyll?! Right - We never saw him leave the castle, did we?
[GM]: Thor: Sure .... it is your sword anyway .. Thanks for the loan, by the way.
[GM]: Sir C: Well, things are still a little blurry
[Jackdaw]: "Maybe he stayed"
(Jamison whispered to GM): Ok by me... now to find a place to cash it....
[Anval]: You are most Welcome, Thor... If the church lays no claim upon it, I will see it returned to you!"
(GM whispered to Jamison): hehehe .. hope you have some ID
[Thomas]: "No...Nor did I see Dirk leave...I have been unable to find Dirk...I looked for him this afternoon."
(Jamison whispered to GM): Another adventure?????
Thomas looks up "Read the note Jamison..."
[GM]: Sir C: Did anyone check at Bilko's Blades? Perhaps he left to return the maps to Bilko?
[Jackdaw]: "Didn't he goed back to the carts when we followed Sir C?"
(GM whispered to Jamison): No ... any bank will cash it.
Jamison returns to the table....looking at Thomas.."I did..."
(GM whispered to Jamison): ...and you know this
Thomas shrugs..."Didn't think of it, to tell the truth."
[Jackdaw]: "So him missed the fight, him lucky"
[GM]: Sir C: Well, Dirk has earned his freedom ... that is for sure.
[Thomas]: "What did it say?"
[Jamison]: To SC... we will check there after the meeting... by the way where is our Boss...
[Jackdaw]: "Nasty mans"
[Anval]: "I don't know Jackdaw... I think perhaps Jamison and Thomas could check Bilko's Blades, while JD and I check the enchanter, when our meeting with Sir C is over..."
[GM]: Sir C takes a drink of ale ... "Our boss?"
[GM]: Sir C takes something out of his pocket.
[Jamison]: To Thomas..."It was private.... sorry..."
[Jackdaw]: "Him means nice mans what wants to have his Frollic?"
[Jamison]: The Prince...
[Jamison]: where is he
[Jackdaw]: "Yes, him"
[GM]: Sir C .. The Prince is in the Royal City .... didn't you see the morning paper?
Thomas nods "Apologies...I thought it might concern the prince."
[GM]: Sir C: But that is one of the things that I wanted to talk to you all about.
[Jamison]: To Thomas..."No"
[Jackdaw]: "Was busy this morning"
[Anval]: Go on, Sir C..."
[GM]: Sir C places the ring on the table.
[GM]: Sir C:We have the ring
Thomas turns his attention to Sir C.
Jamison takes his first good look at the ring
[Jamison]: All that trouble, for this?
[GM]: Sir C: As the prince commissioned us to do... but it is a difficult decision as to what the next move should be.
[Anval]: True... Do we give the ring to him, and possibly aid treason...
[Jamison]: go on, SC
[GM]: Sir C: I think that I should turn it over to his Highness the King.
[Jackdaw]: "give mans back his ring and Frolic?"
[Anval]: Or do we threaten the prince, and ruin a popular wedding?
[Jamison]: Or do we take our tale, and the ring to the hearing?
[GM]: Thor sips his drink and listens
[Anval]: I think that might be a good Idea Sir Cornelius... "
[GM]: Sir C nods.
[Jamison]: Can you get a private audience with the King, SC?
[GM]: Sir C: With the help of our friend Sir Luxor .. I have been granted a private audience with his magesty
[Jamison]: Without the Prince finding out...
[Jamison]: If he hears of it... who knows how he will react.
[GM]: Sir C: Yes .. I think it has been arranged ... the Prince shall not find out.
[Anval]: Then, perhaps you should be the one to give him the ring, Sir C...
[GM]: Sir C: I have thought of that good squire ... but my primary duty is to the crown.
[Jackdaw]: "him want to have him Frollic, right?"
[Jamison]: Well, the Prince is the Kings, son and heir....maybe the best choice would be to let the King handle this...
[Jackdaw]: "my confused, why we not just have Frollic?"
[GM]: Sir C: The Prince will have heard of the investigation of the Baron .... and will also know that we are all on our way to the Royal City.
[Jamison]: But, could the Prince accuse you of stealing the ring to discredit him....?
[GM]: Sir C: .. he will perhaps even suspect that we have the ring.
[GM]: Sir C looks at Jamison: I have thought of this.
[Jamison]: Any thoughts of how to avoiod this contigentcy?
[GM]: Sir C: But hopefully with Sir Luxor's aid ... it will not come to that.
[Jamison]: Well, Sir l was there when we obtained the ring... and he was sent by the King
[GM]: Sir C: Sir L is a trusted servant of the King .... I have even checked into this with my superiors.
[Jamison]: So.. is this your suggestion for how to handle the ring?
[Anval]: Anne gets up an crosses to the door, muttering a few words...
[GM]: Sir C: Not very many have heard of him .... he is somewhat of a secret agent ... but his credentials did check out.
[GM]: Sir C: The fastcoach is arriving this evening at 7pm .... my chance for a private audience with the king.
Jamison looks at Anne...."Anne??"
(Anval whispered to GM): she casts "Sense Foes" with a 5 hex rad, skill 13)
[Jamison]: Who sent the coach?
(To GM) DICE for Anval: (3d6) : 3d6=6,4,2 = [ 12 ]
(GM whispered to Anval): Roll
(Anval whispered to GM): succeed by 1
(GM whispered to Anval): You sense no foes
[GM]: Sir C: But I wanted to check in with everyone first. Sir L arranged the coach.
[Anval]: Sorry... Just checking for enemies... Better safe than sorry!"
[Jackdaw]: "for just you?"
[Jamison]: And did Sir L arrange the private meeting with the King?
[GM]: Sir C takes a drink: I can see your concern Jamison ... It is hard to know the best decision.
[Jackdaw]: "Or for all?"
[Jamison]: Sir C...do you know any other Knights at court that could arrange a private meeting with the King for you?
[GM]: Sir C: Yes ... Sir L did arrange the meeting .... and he is now with his magesty. .. or should be there by now ...... he traveled straight through.
[Anval]: It could be that Sir L has become a double agent... Who better to betray a trust than one thought loyal? I mean no disrespect, Sir C... This is all a presumption."
[GM]: Sir C looks at Anval: And I have considered this too....
[Jamison]: I agree with Anne... This is too convienent
[GM]: Sir C: And as to being able to arrange a private audience with the King .. there are not too many that can do that.
[Jackdaw]: "Maybe finded another way to geted to the King?"
[Jackdaw]: "Maybe commed with us?"
[Jamison]: Anyone else think of a way to get an audience with the King...?
[GM]: Sir C: I have thought about it ... and thought about it... and I think that catching that coach is the best choice.
[ Amanda joined the game ]
[GM]: OOC: Welcome Amanda
[Alariel Lorendhil]: Hi there Everyone !! =)
[Anval]: Then perhaps that is the best idea... I might be able to arrange a meeting, but it is not guaranteed, for certain!
[Jamison]: Truthfully, SC, I agree with how you want to handle the ring... I disagree with trusting Sir L until this affair is completed
[Alariel Lorendhil]: ((I hope i am not bothering ... =) ))
[Anval]: And it would only be after a long wait!
[Anval]: Hiya Alariel!
[Jackdaw]: hi
[Alariel Lorendhil]: ((smiles to everyone))
[Jamison]: Anne, could the Father write a letter of introduction for us, and get us a private audience with the King?
[GM]: Sir C: I feel that this matter must be brought before the King at all due haste... and catching that coach is my best chance.
Jackdaw (ooc) winks at Alariel, "you...Lonely?"
[Anval]: I do not think so, Jamison... If speed is of the essence, Sir C's course of action seems best...
[GM]: Sir C: The king needs to know about this before the trial next week .... and the wedding following it.
[Jamison]: Sometimes haste is the slow way....Sir C
[Jackdaw]: "you taked the ring with you or you leaved it with us?"
[Anval]: Unless we too leave in the morning, and meet Sir C before the meeting with the King to return to him the ring.
[GM]: Sir C: My plans were to take it to the king.
[Jamison]: Who else would carry the weight necessary to get us a private audience?
[Anval]: Sir C... I am to leave for the Royal City by fastcoach to meet with the High Matrona (?)... I can leave as early as tomorrow morning - possibly even tonight."
(Jamison whispered to GM): obviously... the Duke of Wanscott is not nearby...is he?
[Anval]: If you feel the ring is safer with us - in numbers - we could meet you and return it to you there... in the Royal City.
[GM]: Sir C: I would think ... The Baron, or one of the Generals .... and of course the Baron is no longer an option.
(GM whispered to Jamison): No .... a few hundred miles to the North.
[Jamison]: Thus, if you were taken captive, by some form of tretury...you would not have the ring...
[GM]: OOC: Lord Patrona
[Anval]: And who knows is loyal to him still... It might be best with us - one knight, no matter how skilled, can be defeated by treachery...
(Jamison whispered to GM): figured that...
[Anval]: ooc thanks!
[GM]: Sir C: True Anval ... but I have checked with those that I trust .. and Sir Luxor appears to be legit.
[Jamison]: I dislike putting all our eggs in 1 basket...
[Anval]: Hmmm... Then, if you think it best, I think you are the best one for the job...Sir C...
[Anval]: he isn't Jamison - we will be following, and can alert someone if he should go missing...
[Jackdaw]: "can anybodies do something to the ring so we can finded it again if it gets itself losted again?"
[Jamison]: I prefer Anne's idea... Sir C travels in the fast coach... we leave in the morning and follow with the ring./...
[Anval]: I cannot... Thomas?"
[GM]: Sir C fills another glass with ale
(Anval whispered to GM): Can Physician be used to detect Poisons? If so, Anne checks her ale...
(Anval whispered to GM): Skill 13
[Jamison]: anyone agree?
[GM]: Sir C: I would only change one thing with that plan good Squire.
Thomas shakes his head..."At that distance, there is not much I can do. I would be best if I could see it..."
[Anval]: Yes?
(GM whispered to Anval): I don't think so
[Jamison]: Yes, Sir C
[Anval]: Duh! Of course...
[GM]: OOC: The ring is on the table in front of you Thomas
[Anval]: Why don't we all take the same coach... in the morning?
[Anval]: Sir C isn't leaving until then, so we all leave at the same time...
[Jamison]: Again.. all our eggs in 1 basket...
[Jamison]: Sir C leaves at 7, tonight
[GM]: OOC: Sir C was planning to leave in a little over an hour.
[Anval]: Ooc -ok - I thought 7am, not pm
[Jamison]: What would you change, SC?
[Thomas]: [I meant for 'porting reasons. I don't think I could put a lock on it]
[GM]: Sir C grins: I know that you are not going to like this Jamison
[GM]: Sir C: ... but I would take the ring myself.
[Jamison]: oh-oh.....I hate it when he says that
[GM]: Sir C: I feel that I need to have the ring to present to the king.
[Jamison]: But ,if you are betrayed... we have no case to present to the King....
[GM]: Sir C: The planned audience with the King is set for tomorrow evening
[Jamison]: no chrystals, nothing...
[GM]: Sir C: That's why I said that you wouldn't like it. ... it's like flying without a net.
[Anval]: Ahh.... So we arrive later in the day, and meet you before the audience?
[Jackdaw]: "how about a witness?"
[Jackdaw]: "we could showed the ring to the priest sos he could telled them we hadded it?"
[Jamison]: OOC: Timeout.....
[GM]: OOC: Fastcoach will take 12 hours at the very least to get to the Royal City ... it usually takes 24 hours with a layover.
[Jamison]: OOC: do we still have the ring from the Catacombs?
[Jackdaw]: ooc 2
[Anval]: yes
[GM]: OOC: I belive that Thomas has that.
[Jackdaw]: make that 3
[Jamison]: OOC: does anyone have an illusion spell?
[Anval]: Anne has a necklace and a ring, and thors sword
[GM]: OOC: Anval and Jackdaw have two others.
[Anval]: JD has 2 rings
[Anval]: (oh - did JD give one to thomas?)
[Jamison]: or glimmer or whatever?
[Thomas]: [I think we each have one of the rings.]
[GM]: OOC: Thomas has a different ring .... the one taken off of the 'ghost?'
[Jackdaw]: think I getted it back
[Anval]: ooc - OK
[Jackdaw]: Thomas has nasty ring
[Jamison]: ok agreed, we have rings..... how about a spell?
[GM]: OOC: Thomas' ring is the one that causes the vision
[Anval]: ooc - Vision?
[GM]: OOC: Don't you love the multiple levels of plot? hehehe
[Jamison]: hehe
[Jamison]: Anyone...a spell?
[Anval]: Sorry, no...
[Thomas]: [Nope]
[GM]: Sir C finishes his second glass of ale: Well, time is of the essessence. A decision has to be made ... and I think that I have made it.
[Jamison]: Do any of the rings, resemble the Prince's ring?
[Jackdaw]: "Thomas why not you gived Anval your ring sos she can seed for herself, maybe she can helped with it?"
[Anval]: What have you decided, Sir C? I will back you, should you require it...
[GM]: OOC: The Prince's ring that was taken from the Baron's safe is on the table in front of Sir C. It matches the one in the paper on the Princes finger.
[Jamison]: OOC: but not any of the other rings we have?
[Anval]: ooc - One must be a fake...
[GM]: Sir C takes the ring from the table.
[GM]: Sir C: I leave in about 1 hour.
Thomas shrugs "We can do it later JD, no reason to scare her now with this thing."
[Jamison]: Hold... do you have a copy of today's paper?
[Anval]: The Barkeep might... I can go check?
[Jamison]: Yes...
[Jamison]: Sir C, you said the Prince is in the Royal City?
Anval goes and gets a copy of the paper...
[GM]: OOC: Okay ... again .... Prince's Ring is a Signet ring ... it is the symbol of his office .. large with the Royal Crest carved into a Purple stone.
[GM]: OOC: The two rings that Anval and Jackdaw found are simple bands with carving in the metal.
[Jamison]: ok
[GM]: OOC: The Ring that Thomas found has a blood red stone set in gold.
[GM]: Sir C: Yes ... this morning's paper showed his arrival in the Royal City ... yesterday eve.
[Jamison]: /h scans the paper when Anne returns with it.... looking for a picture of the Prince.
[Jamison]: are his hands visible?
[GM]: The Princes picture appears on the front page.
[Anval]: When anne returns with the paper, she closes the door behind her...
[Jackdaw]: "could he maked it that fast?"
[GM]: He waves to the crowd
[GM]: OOC: Yes, he could
[Jamison]: Is a ring on his hand?
[GM]: You see no ring on his finger.
[Jamison]: on either hand?
[GM]: The other hand is not visible.
[Jamison]: Which hand is showing
[GM]: The right hand is showing ... typically the one that is used for rings of office ... for example Father Bartus wears his ring on his right hand.
[Jamison]: ok....
[Jamison]: Sir C, I will reluctantly agree ... go with Ral... and safe travels
[GM]: Sir C: Thank you good Squire
[Jamison]: Thomas, can you go get 5 copies of today's paper?
[Jackdaw]: "we comming tomorrow, after a good night"
[Anval]: May Ral watch over you, Good Knight!"
[GM]: Sir C: Anval, mind if I take that paper with me?
[Anval]: No... here...
[Anval]: (anne gives the paper to SirC)
[GM]: Sir C thanks Anval
[GM]: Sir C puts the ring in his pocket
[Anval]: Well... If you must leave, and we must leave in the morning, we have little time for our errands...
[Jamison]: Thomas?
Thomas smiles "Sure...but I need some money."
[Anval]: Maybe we can sell one of the rings?
[GM]: Sir C: Well, there is no way that you can make it before tomorrow evening.
Jamison tosses a silver to Thomas... 5 if you could please...
[Anval]: That should generate lots of cash...
[Anval]: Well, then, perhaps we will follow in a day, maybe two... I'm sure the King will wait until Trial to decide on this!"
Thomas takes it and runs out to the corner. He buys five copies and hands themout.
[GM]: OOC: By leaving tomorrow morning you should arrive there by Friday morning
[Jamison]: no,Thomas...hang onto these.....
[Anval]: ooc that sounds good - eh guys?
[Anval]: Leave in the morning?
[Jamison]: We leave at mid morning... is that ok?
[GM]: OOC: But actually ... is there a rush to get there?
[Jamison]: Sir C may be in trouble....
[GM]: OOC: Anval will make the arrangments.
[Anval]: ooc True...
[Anval]: Anne mulls over the decision...
[Jamison]: Well, let us consider leaving ASAP...
[Jamison]: or not...
Thomas shakes his head "Will take time to pawn or fence one of those rings...plus what evertime it takes for the wizard to do his work."
[Jamison]: I agree
[Anval]: True...
[Anval]: let us finish our business here, then head to the Royal City...
[Jackdaw]: "lets see what happened?"
[GM]: Sir C: Upon arriving I will check in with an old friend of mine who is stationed in the Royal City.
[Anval]: Sir C is needed with haste, but even if we were to rush there, we would not see the King anyway...
[Jamison]: ok by me, as long as we leave as soon as we complete our business...
[Jackdaw]: "then maked up what to do"
[GM]: Sir C: His name is Sir Petr ... we were at the academy together.
[Jamison]: But, we would know the results of the meeting right away...
[Jamison]: Sir Petr?
[Anval]: I will consult with the enchanter... He will be able to tell us how long he needs to finish the job...
[Jackdaw]: "and it there will be a Frollic!"
[GM]: Sir C: You can find him stationed in a city post.
[Jamison]: Ok, Sir C... fare thee well...
[GM]: Sir C: Any of the Knights there should be able to tell you where to find him.
[Jamison]: And be careful...
[Anval]: Bye, Sir C... Ral's Light shine upon you!"
[GM]: Sir C: I will check in with him ... even before I meet with the king.
[GM]: Sir C: Hopefully I will be staying with him when you arrive.
[GM]: Sir C: Thank you Sister Anval.
[Jackdaw]: "bye bye, may you frolic happily"
[Jamison]: OOC: that's what we all hope... or we are really in deep, s***
[GM]: Sir C: And now I have a few things to get ready before I depart ... (he bows and smiles)
[GM]: Sir C: Until we meet again
[Anval]: As do we.... JD? Shall we go and see the enchanter?
[GM]: Sir C leaves.
Jamison offers his hand..."Take care.."
[Jackdaw]: "sure"
[GM]: OOC: Btw, Sir C shakes Jamison's hand before he leaves
[Anval]: Jamison, Thomas... we must go... did you want to come with?
Jamison looks to Thomas.."Ready to go shopping?"
Thomas nods..."I want to find out about that spellbook..."
[GM]: Who is going where?
[Jamison]: No... I think we have a shopping trip to take...
[Anval]: Then the enchanter is the best place to begin, I would think...
Jamison will go shopping alone...
[GM]: It is 6 pm
[Jamison]: I will meet you at the church....
[Anval]: "I must go.... I will meet you both back at St. Meliss's later tonight!"
[Jamison]: Thomas... are you going with Anne?
[GM]: Okay, who is going with Anval?
[Jackdaw]: me, me
[GM]: Anval, Jackdaw .....
[Anval]: Awww.... thanks!
[GM]: Anyone else?
[Jamison]: Thomas?
[Thomas]: I would like too...No big rush right?"
[Jamison]: Those 3
[GM]: Anval, Jackdaw, Thomas
[GM]: Jamison is going shoping alone.
[Jamison]: ok....
[GM]: Thor asks if he can tag along with Jamison
Jamison eyes Thor.... maybe you should just get some sleep...
[GM]: Thor: I need to do some shopping also ... unless you need privacy
[GM]: Thor: Fine then ... I will go alone.
Jackdaw asks Thor if we can takeded the sword to have it looked at
[Jamison]: you looked a little tipsy, but you can come...
[Anval]: ooc - he already gave it to anne
[GM]: Thor: Sure ... (hands the sword to Anval)
[Jackdaw]: oc sorry
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[Anval]: Thank you Thor...
[GM]: OOC: Right ... already handed it to her ... sorry
[Jamison]: So now he's disarmed?
[GM]: OOC: True Jamison
[Jamison]: OOC: just great....ok
[GM]: Thor: I am going directly to by a weapon
[GM]: Thor: I do not like to be without one.
[Jamison]: !0 pm... I'll need to go soon
[Anval]: ooc - yeah me too... getting late...
[Thomas]: [As do I]
[GM]: Okay .... we can finish next week?
[Anval]: sure!
[Anval]: Fine by me!
[Thomas]: [Sure]
[GM]: END SESSION
[Jamison]: follow me, Thor...I know just the place...