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[Tue Dex 28 18:46:39 CST 1999]

[GM]: It is 7:45 a.m. and the fastcoach has just pulled up in front of the Church. There are 3 men inside. They get out and make ready for the departure. One of them carries a Halberd.
[GM]: BEGIN SESSION
[GM]: Jackdaw and Jing hurry to make the meeting in front of the church
Jamison walks up to the coach to greet the coachmen and guard...
[GM]: They are just arriving.
[Jing]: *Follow jd*
Thor walks over to the others by the coach
(Thomas whispered to GM): Question: Has the mediallin been sold? Also, Am I now with the others?
[GM]: Guard: Greetings young Squire.
Jackdaw skips up to the meeting, feeling...relaxed
(GM whispered to Thomas): You are just waking up... you are inside of the church
[Jamison]: Greetings and Salutations... Is this the coach to the Royal city?
[Jamison]: OOC: how many does a coach seat?
[GM]: Guard: Yes, Squire .... to the Royal City ... special comission
[Jackdaw]: "Good morning, good morning, isn't it a lovely morning!"
[GM]: Guard: Looks askhance at Jackdaw ...."morning"
Jackdaw cracks a big yawn and streach then bounces excitedly
[Jamison]: OOC: is everyone here?
[Jackdaw]: "my ride on ...um...that" pointing at the coach "today. It be fun?"
Thomas rolls over, and blinkes in the a slanting beam of light coming from the chrurch window. He grabs his things and bolts, cursing all the way, "Of all the mornings to oversleep..." Thomas rounds the corner, buckling his belt as he whips around.
[GM]: Guard stands with Halberd in front of the fastcoach, (to Jamison)"So, will you be leaving as scheduled, then?"
[Jackdaw]: "It be fun!"
[Jackdaw]: "my hoped"
(GM whispered to Thomas): The necklace was given to Dirk who did not accompany you to the meeting with Anval
[Jamison]: Shortly, good sir. we seem to be missing 1...
(GM whispered to Thomas): Everyone except Jackdaw and Jing slept at the church last night.
[Jamison]: JD, would you introduce me to your friend?
Jamison points to Jing
[GM]: Anval: Ahh.... I met him last night ... Jing, was it?
[Jackdaw]: "him Jing, him my friend"
[Jing]: *looking around* Hello
[GM]: Anval: Good to see you again.
[Jackdaw]: "him kick nasty mans ina " whispered in dread "nuts"
Jamison eyes the newcomer, "Hello"
[Jamison]: ouch...
[Jamison]: Has anyone seen Thomas?
Jamison looks around
Thomas finishes getting himself together, brushing his hand through his hair and staightens his sword. All and all he looks a wreck, but he is here. Thomas walks up to the group like meant to be late.
[GM]: Anval: We left him asleep in the church, I believe.
[Jamison]: Good Morning, Thomas
[Thor]: "Ah there he is. Morning, Thomas"
[Thomas]: "Morning fellas...and lady."
[GM]: Guard stands almost at attention eyeing the crowd and the others on the street.
[Jamison]: Well, I do believe this is all of us. Let's get going and we will fill you all in on the ride to the Royal City...
[GM]: There is one man who remains inside the coach, another one moves around the coach, checking it out.
(Thomas whispered to GM): I also wish Dirk the best of luck, and ask him to send me a letter (to the chruch if they will hold it for me) when he has settled in and started his new business.
(GM whispered to Jamison): I thought you needed to make a stop at the Doc's ... to ask about the sword.
[Jamison]: OOC: inside the coach...as in another passanger?
(GM whispered to Thomas): He told you that he was returning to the city of Linden.
(Jamison whispered to GM): Wee did that at the end of last session...
(Thomas whispered to GM): Right. Is there intercity mail yet?
(Jamison whispered to GM): The Baron is the relative...
(Jamison whispered to GM): Give the sword to the King....etc.
[GM]: The fastcoach is rather large. It has two compartments. One up front to seat the drivers.
(GM whispered to Jamison): You talked to the Father and he told you that he didn't know the proper protocol.
[Jamison]: OOC: thanks...
(GM whispered to Jamison): I think you were going to make a quick stop at the Doc's ... you asked if there would still be time.
[GM]: OOC: Does anyone remember the end of the last session?
(Jamison whispered to GM): Yes, and he did not know who the living relatives of King M....
(Jamison whispered to GM): We recieved that info from the Prof....
Jackdaw hops into the coach and begins exploring it
[GM]: PAUSE SESSION
[Jamison]: Thanks
[Jing]: ooc: i'm kinda blurry on the last session but...
[Jamison]: I do believe we ended the session just after the visit to the Prof's house...
[GM]: You all awoke in the morning and talked to the Father who told you about the descendant of Kill Milborne
[Jamison]: No, I thought the Father did not know the decendant?
[GM]: You (Jamison, Thor, and Anval) were considering a quick stop at the Doc's house, as the Father said that he did not know the proper protocol.
[Jamison]: Ok by me... not a problem as long as it's not a problem with the others...
[Thor]: I believe we had decided to visit the Doc first before leaving.
[GM]: Everyone rolled vs IQ and only Anval came close ... she remembered some information about Kill Milborne, but did not know if he had any living descendants.
[Jamison]: correct
[GM]: The Father informed you of Millborne's living descendant.
[Thor]: Right.
[Thor]: The Baron
[Jamison]: Ok, my mistake...
[GM]: But the Father did not know the proper protocol. He suggested that you give it to the King, but thought it a shame to take it out of Shevandale after all these years.
[Jamison]: I could have sworn it was the Prof...but, I've been wrong b4...
[GM]: Just after talking to the Father, the coach arrived.
[GM]: I guess I should have done a recap ... sorry.
[Jamison]: ok...
[GM]: RESUME SESSION
Jamison looks to the coachman.."Could we stop at Prof. P's place before we leave town?"
[GM]: There is also a compartment in the rear of the coach for carrying luggage and sometimes mail.
[GM]: Guard: It's your coach, I guess you can do what you like .... I get paid the same ... regardless.
[GM]: But there is no mail on this coach. It is a privatly comissioned one.
[Jamison]: I think that would be a good thing to do... I have a few questions for the good Professor....
[GM]: The second man rounds the coach.
[GM]: Second Man: Greetings
Jamison hands his backpack to the coachman to load onto the coach. he retains his staff...
[GM]: Second Man: I am spence .... I am your navigator for the journey
Jackdaw bounces on the seats
[Jamison]: Greetings, Goodman
[GM]: Spence: And this brute here ... he is Horrice.
[GM]: Horrice nods, "We've met already!"
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): what is the inside like? are the seats bouncy?
Jamison nods...
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Think of leather recliners
[Jamison]: who is the driver?
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): oooh!
Thor keeps his shortsword ready at his hip and loads the rest of his stuff into his pack to be loaded on the coach
[Jing]: *keeping all of his stuff on him.*
[GM]: Spence: I am the navigator ... the man inside (points) is the communicator ... his name is Palmer.
[Jamison]: communicator?
[Jackdaw]: *him not haved much, just a shirt, pouch and blanket
[GM]: Palmer steps down from the cab, "Greetings ... the road is clear ahead .. I should be a nice trip"
[Jamison]: OOC: does this coach work like any other coach,GM?
[GM]: Palmer holds a small sphere in his hand
[GM]: OOC: What do you mean Jamison?
Thomas nods, launching himself into the cab of the fastcoach with a catlike grace, grabbing a window seat.
Jackdaw yawns and settles into a seat for a quick nap
[Jamison]: OOC: keep going with the explainations... I'm beginning to get the idea...
[GM]: Inside the coach is luxurious. The seats are made of fine leather and recline (think of leather recliners). There is a table in the middle and 4 seats on each side.
[Jamison]: so, Palmer... you do not expect any trouble on this trip?
[GM]: Palmer: The weather looks good .. and no ... 'obstructions' ... on the road ahead.
[GM]: Palmer: .... at least until we get to Lexington! (he smiles)
[Jamison]: excellant... let's load up and go to the Professor's place.... it should only be a few moments...
[GM]: Palmer: Professor?
[GM]: Horrice: Yep, they want to make a stop
[GM]: Palmer: For how long?
[Jamison]: Professor Philban's(?). Do you know his home?
[GM]: Spence gets up into the cab.
[Jamison]: It should only be a few moments... we need a clarification on a few things...
[GM]: Spence: Philban ... Philban .. you'll have to give me directions.
Thomas looks over, "Don't sweat it...I will give directions...I never get lost...It is a gift really." He squerms up to near where the driver is...
[GM]: Anval: I'll take care of this (she approaches the Navigator)
Jamison checks to make sure his gear is stored securely and then enters the coach
[GM]: The drivers sit in a different compartment that the passengers.
[GM]: But there is a sliding glass window between the two and it is open at this point.
[GM]: Anval talks to the Navigator, Spence.
[GM]: Palmer takes Anval's bags and loads them in the back.
[GM]: Palmer: Can I take anyone else's bags?
[Jing]: *shaking his head no*
Jamison hands his over to Palmer
Thor hands a single bag to Palmer "I don't have much, but be sure that is kept safe."
[GM]: Palmer takes Jamison's bags and puts them in the rear compartment
[GM]: Palmer: Sure thing .... can get much safer that back here.
[Jamison]: Thank you, Palmer
[GM]: Palmer: Okay . .. everyone aboard please.
Jamison enters
Thor gets aboard and finds a seat
[GM]: Palmer takes out another (smaller) sphere and looks at it, "Ahh... ontime, very good!"
[Jing]: *climbs on board*
[GM]: There are four seats on the right (just behind the drivers) and four seats on the left (back of coach)
Jamison takes a left seat, next to a window....
[Jamison]: and door
[GM]: Anval enters the coach and on the right behind the drivers.
[GM]: OOC: That should read 'sits' on the right
Thor takes a seat at the back
[GM]: All are aboard and Palmer and Horrice enter the front cab.
[Jamison]: OOC: where is Horrice?
[GM]: The four horses that pull the coach begin to prance about.
[Jamison]: OOC: never mind... all 3 are in the front section?
[GM]: Spence (Navigator) is in the middle, Horrice is on his right, and Palmer is on Spence's left.
[GM]: There is a few seconds of akwardness as Horrice finds a place for his Halberd.
[GM]: Then the coach begins to move.
[GM]: Within a few minutues the coach stops in front of the Doctor's house.
Jamison fills in the party while we are on the way to the Professor's place...
[Jackdaw]: <snorr>
[Jamison]: As the coach stops, Jamison opens the door and gets out
[GM]: Everyone please tell me what you carry up front with you?
[GM]: As far as weapons, mainly.
[Jackdaw]: <huumppph> <uurgh> <aaahhhaan.
[Thor]: OOC: I carry my new shortsword. My money, shield, and the Orcslayer are in my bag in the back
[Jing]: ooc: MY pack Katana and knife.. basiclly everything jing has
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): me?
Jamison goes to the storage area and removes a long package... he carries that and his staff to the front door...
Thor climbs out and follows Jamison
[Jackdaw]: ooc Jackdaw has a small knife
[Jackdaw]: ooc tool, not weapon
Thomas is waering his usual light armor under his outer shirt. A dagger is tucked into his belt, under a fold of his shirt. His pack and sword is in the fastcouch
[GM]: thanks
(GM whispered to Jamison): You still have a morningstar, right?
(GM whispered to Jing): Didn't you have 2 katanas?
(Jamison whispered to GM): No, that's in the pack....
(GM whispered to Jamison): Thanks
[Thor]: OOC: BRB
[GM]: Anval follows Jamison and Thor to the Doctor's front door. (anyone else coming?)
(Jing whispered to GM): oops.. yep... two katanas.. the newer one is strapped to my pack
[Jackdaw]: <uuhmmm> <snorttt>
[Jackdaw]: zzzzzzzzz
Thomas steps out, wanting to make sure Dirk did not give up this thing for nothing.
[GM]: The seats on the fastcoach are very comfortable.
[Jackdaw]: ooc long night
(GM whispered to Thomas): As Dirk explained to you last night ... he just wasnt' the hero type.
Jamison approaches the door, and knocks....
[GM]: Manfred answers the door
[GM]: Good morning Squire (he smiles)
[Jamison]: Good Morning, Manfred...Is the Professor in?
(Jamison whispered to GM): OOC: oops... I don't know Manfred.... sorry
[GM]: Manfred looks at the others, "Why yes ... the Doctor has not left yet .. shall I tell him you wish to speak with him?"
[Jamison]: Could you please?
(Thomas whispered to GM): Okay, then it can go to "Make Thomas Rich Fund", a most noble charity ^_^. Don't worry he will squander it within a few hours ^_^. I love the combo of Compulisve Genorousity and Impulsiveness.
[GM]: Manfred: Come in please, Sister Anval.
(Jamison whispered to GM): OOC: I did not meet the Prof. either... that was Anne and Thomas....
[GM]: Anval: Yes, these are my friends we need to see the Doctor on an urgent matter.
Jamison follows Anne into the house...
[GM]: Manfred directs you to the waiting room: Please wait here and I will get him at once.
[Thor]: ooc: back
Thor follows the others
(GM whispered to Thomas): What will go to the "Make Thomas Rich Fund"?
[GM]: After about 3 mintues the Doctor appears, "Good morning!"
Jamison looks around the home, and notices many beautiful objects...
(Thomas whispered to GM): I was hoping for a reward for bringing back this most priceless relic...but if not, so it goes.
(GM whispered to Thomas): Perhaps .... perhaps
[Jamison]: Good Morning Doctor, I am Jamison Johnson, squire...
[GM]: Doctor Philban: Well met, good squire
[GM]: Anval nods to the Doctor, "Good morning"
[Jamison]: I believe that you know Sister Anval, and Thomas....
[GM]: Anval: ... and this is Thor, Doctor Philban.
Jamison nods to Jing.."And this is Jing.."
[GM]: OOC: Did Thomas and Jing enter the house also?
Thor nods to the Doctor
[GM]: Doc: What may I do for you Jamison Johnson
[Jamison]: OOC: I thought they were coming....
(Jing whispered to GM): *waiting outside not knowing the rest of the party very well except for jd*
Thomas walks in the door, his hands in his pockets.
[Jing]: *waits outside*
[GM]: The Doctor smiles at Thomas, having met him previously
(Jamison whispered to GM): OOC: was it Maxmillon?
Thomas nods a greeting, waiting for Jamison to start this show.
(Jamison whispered to GM): and what was the last name again...?
[GM]: Jing: this is a part of town that you have not visited before. The houses are large and finely made. There are not too many outside on the streets. Horrice steps out with Halberd and Guards the Coach.
[Jing]: *waits in the coach*?
(GM whispered to Jamison): The sign outside of the house reads: Philban Runesword, Doctor of the College of Enchantment
[GM]: Doc looks at Jamison, "Manfred?"
(Jamison whispered to GM): I'm referring to the Dead King and his family name... the one who's sword I'm carring... I forgot...
[GM]: Manfred: Yes sir?
[GM]: Doc "Forgive my manners ... can I offer you a morning drink?"
(GM whispered to Jamison): Oh, King Millborne II the Orcslayer
(Jamison whispered to GM): that's it, and the last name of the family?
(Jamison whispered to GM): Vespain or something?
(GM whispered to Jamison): Most of the other kings took the name of Vespus
(GM whispered to Jamison): They are commonly refered to as the Vespusians.
(Jamison whispered to GM): thanks
Thomas shakes his head, "None for me."
(GM whispered to Jamison): Just let me know if you need anything else. Sorry to put you on the spot.
[GM]: Anval: None for me either.
[Thor]: "I'd better not. Thanks anyway"
[Jamison]: Well, Doctor... we were looking for some information about the Vespusian rulers... in specific King Millborne II the orcslayer
[Jamison]: Might you be able to help us?
[GM]: Ahh... the good old King Millborne Orcslayer
[GM]: Doc pours himself a glass of water, "Well, if I cant ... then there aren't many who can" (he chuckles)
[Jamison]: Yes... we believe that the Baron is the highest ranking family member, at this time.. is that correct?
[GM]: Doc: Why yes, Baron Kessler is his descendant ... and he would be the highest ranking member of that family .....
[GM]: Doc looks at Jamison curiously, "Why do you ask?":
[Jamison]: Well, it seems that we have aquired a family treasure and we are looking for the correct way to handle a rather delicate situation...
[GM]: Doc takes a sip: Family treasure do you say?
[Jamison]: But first, maybe I should show you the item and you mar be able to confirm it it does belong to the Vespusian family
[GM]: Doc: I will help in any way that I can.
[Thor]: "Indeed. Doc we believe that this item Jamison has mentioned is the sword Gleam."
[GM]: Doc: Gleam?
Jamison removes a long wrapped object and begins unwrapping it..
[GM]: Doc: I have read the history but. ...... (the doc stops and stares at the blade)
[Jamison]: Why don't you take a look at this sword and tell us what you think, Doctor...
[GM]: Doc approaches Jamison and the sword.
Thomas nods "Tis a beauty, is'nt it."
[GM]: Doc: By the Light of Ral!
[GM]: Doc: May I hold it?
[Jamison]: Interesting, isn't it...
[Jamison]: Yes you may....
[GM]: Doc: Very .... very interesting.
[GM]: Doc takes the blade.
[GM]: Doc studies the blade and tests its weight and balance.
[GM]: Doc: It is a beauty ... that's for sure.
[Jamison]: It's much lighter than you would expect....
[GM]: Doc: Would you permit me to do some tests?
[GM]: Doc: Ahh... Jamison ... that comes from the Mythril mixed with the steel.
[Jamison]: If it could confirm the weapon and its enchantments... certainly
[Jamison]: ohhhh....
[GM]: Doc: Either this is the real thing .... or the best forgery that I have ever seen.
[GM]: Doc: Please follow me.
[Jamison]: Are there pictures of the sword, Gleam?
Thor follows the Doc
[GM]: Doc goes across the hall and into his lab.
Jamison follows, bringing his staff with him...
[GM]: Doc lays the sword reverently on the work table.
[Jamison]: being very careful not to hit anything...
Jamison watches the Doctor with fascination.....
Thomas follows, leaning agianst the wall, watching the man with mild interest, far more interested in what the results of the tests reveals rater than the actual process.
[GM]: Doc: Well, Jamison ... Perhaps there is a picture .... but .... Manfred come here please.
[GM]: Manfred: Yes?
[GM]: Doc says something to Manfred in an almost whisper about Volumn such and such in the study.
[GM]: Manfred leaves.
[GM]: Doc studies the sword.
[GM]: When Manfred returns he takes a large volumn from him and begins to flip through it.
[GM]: He stops at one page and points, "there ... does that look like the sword we have here?"
Jamison watches the testing process with aw and wonder... wondering if he could ever do what the Doctor is doing.....To be so learned... it is truely remarkable to the young squire...
[GM]:
Jamison looks at the picture
[GM]: The Doc leaves the book open on the table and begins to test the blade.
(Jamison whispered to GM): OOC: does it resemble the sword?
[GM]: The sword in the picture is the same shape
[GM]: But the details of the Painting are not that good.
[Jamison]: Well, Doctor, the picture is of a Bastard Sword...
[GM]: Doc: Precisely!
[Jamison]: but beyond that... I cannot tell
[GM]: Doc: Did you notice the small triangle on the top of the hilt?
[GM]: Doc: it is vaguely visible.
[GM]: Doc: But let me perform my tests....
Jamison takes a closer look at the picture and the looks closely at the sword...
[GM]: The Doc casts a series of spells.
[Jamison]: Hmmmm...
(GM whispered to Jamison): You can just make out the triangle inside of the circle.
(GM whispered to Jamison): Beyond that ... nothing.
Jamison stands back as the Doctor works... careful not to disturb the learned man...
(Jamison whispered to GM): Does the sword have the triangle circle... I think you said that it did
[GM]: After a few minutes, the doctor says, "Well, it dates to time of the Great Orcslayer
[Jamison]: So, the weapon has great age....
[GM]: Then after 30 more mintues of tests.....
[GM]: Doc: I would say that this is the actual article.
Jamison watches the whole battery of tests with great interest
[Jamison]: What else can you tell us of the sword, Doctor?
Jackdaw wakes suddenly, looks out the window and exclaims "we there! we there!"
[Jamison]: And why do you feel it is the genuine article?
[Jackdaw]: "boy that was fast !"
Jackdaw climbers out of the coach to see the capitol city
[GM]: ....
[GM]: Horrice greets Jackdaw
[GM]: Horrice:Morning
[Jackdaw]: "where Frollic?"
[Jackdaw]: "we come for big frollic with nice mans"
[GM]: Doc: A very fine bastard sword
[Jackdaw]: "him get married and have a big frollic"
[GM]: Doc: Probably Elven made .... it does contain mythril.
[GM]: Horrice rolls his eyes at Jackdaw
[GM]: Doc: +3 accuracy ... +3 to damage ... if you want to know the enchantments.
Jackdaw looks around
[Jackdaw]: "you know...there be house just like this" pointing at Dr P's house "in other city"
[Jamison]: It certainly sounds like the weapon of a king, or a very gifted fighter
[GM]: Doc: To make such a weapon in these times .... assuming it could be done.... would cost about $300,000
Jackdaw says in a small voice "we not there yet?"
[Jamison]: So Doctor, do you feel it is the sword of King Millborne II?
[GM]: Doc: But I would say that it is genuine because of the details on the sword. The triangle on the top of the hilt ... indicating it has been blessed by the Lord Patrona, himself.
Thomas slides down the wall a bit, "And that is just the manufacturing costs?....Woah."
[GM]: Doc looks at Jamison ... yes I do
[Thomas]: [BRB]
[Jamison]: Then... we come to the true point of the visit.....
[GM]: Doc looks at Thomas: Sure ..... I am sure that such a blade would sell for $500,000 easily.
[GM]: Doc: But that would be a crime ... this sword is definately a national treasure!
[Thor]: ooc: now that's a lot of money...
[Jamison]: Doctor, who do you believe is the rightful owner of this national treasure?
[GM]: Doc scratches his head.
[GM]: Doc: Rightful owner?
[GM]: Doc: The kingdom of Methor .... I would guess.
[GM]: Doc: But if you want to know Protocol in such a matter.
[Jamison]: Yes, please...
[GM]: Doc: It technically would belong to the descendant of the King.
[GM]: Doc (laughs): ...and we have determined that to be ... The Baron.
[Jamison]: The Baron who is on trial for treason...
[GM]: Doc: Now I see .... a Dilema.
[GM]: Doc takes a drink
[Jamison]: Yes.... any suggestions, other than to give it to the King?
[Jamison]: Or should we wait for the outcome of the trial?
[GM]: Doc: I see no other option in your case.
[GM]: Doc: If the Baron were in his castle ... then it would be easy.
[GM]: Doc: But seeing the Baron's situation ... I think it should be taken to ....
[Jamison]: If the Baron were to prove himself innocent of the charges.... and we can tell you we are going to testify against the Baron... then he should have the sword.
[GM]: Doc: Hmmmm......
[GM]: Doc: Perhaps you should present it to the Baron AT the trial?
[GM]: Doc: Then if the Baron is found guilty, it would become property of the state ...as does all of his other possesions.
[Jamison]: And give him the resources to buy his way out of the charge... and maybe twist it's appearance to his favor....nay, I am against that idea...
Thomas nods
[GM]: Doc: Then another dilema
[GM]: Doc: But HE is the rightful owner .... of this national treasure.
[Jamison]: I believe he should prove his innocence b4 getting the sword... and if guilty, as you said.. the state would get the weapon
[GM]: Doc: I am afraid that that is all I can do to help you here.
[GM]: Doc: So, you have three options:
[GM]: 1. Give it to him during or before the trial
[GM]: 2. Give it to the king
[Jamison]: Well, thank you Doctor... we must leave, but your information has confirmed the identity of the sword.
[GM]: 3. Give it to him after the trial.
[Jamison]: I agree...
Thomas nods as says "Besides we might need some leverage if he is proven innocent. I say we keep it till after the trial...we can always give it to them at a later time. Not like they know we have it...only the Doc here and Dirk."
[GM]: Doc: Well good luck ... and thank you for allowing me to see such a great weapon.
[GM]: Doc: Well, I will not tell anyone ... I give you my word, if you like.
[Jamison]: Thank You, Doctor for taking the time to help us.... Your help is greatly appreciated.
[GM]: Doc: ... until after the trail. (he smiles at Jamison and Thomas)
[GM]: Doc nods at Jamison
Jamison returns the smile...
[GM]: Doc: Well, good luck to all of you.
Jamison looks to Anne..."Maybe a blessing for all those in this house is in order?"
[GM]: Anval: Thank you Doctor
[GM]: Anval: Good idea Jamison
[GM]: Anval prays and offers a blessing for all on a successful mission concerning the sword.
[Jamison]: Doctor, if there is every any need you have that I can help with... do not hesitate to call upon me... I am in your debt.
[GM]: Doc: Thank you Squire Jamison
Thomas makes sure the sword is wrapped up nice and tight. He then walks out after thanking the good Doctor.
[Jamison]: Thank You again...
Jamison takes the weapon and returns it to its wrapping.
[GM]: You are all show out by Manfred.
[Thor]: "Thank you Doc."
Jamison follows Manfred..."Take care of the Good Doctor....he is a good man"
[GM]: Outside Horrice waits patiently by the fast coach
Jackdaw is moving around and looking at the coach
Jamison decides that it may be best to keep the 'package' in the coach with him.
[GM]: The coach is a little larger that the ones you have seen
[Jackdaw]: ooc has he seen any?
Jamison boards the coach and returns to his back seat, by the door.
[GM]: OOC: Hmmmm.... I am sure that you have seen them since you arrived in Shevandale.
[Jackdaw]: ooc ok
Jackdaw climbers back in and goes to his seat
Thomas gets in and takes a seat by the window, putting his feet up on the table.
[Jamison]: OOC: out a bedroom window,hehehe
[GM]: After everyone gets back in the coach Horrice enters and all is made ready to leave.
[GM]: Palmer: Almost an hour behind schedule .. but we should be okay.
[GM]: The coach makes its way out of the city ...
[Jamison]: Sorry for the delay, spence...but it was fruitful...
[GM]: Spence: Its fine with me either way.
[ Jamison left the game ]
[Jing]: ...
[GM]: ....
[Jing]: *yawns as he comes awake after the coach hits a pot hole... *
Thomas soon nods off, his forehead pressed against the glass window.
[GM]: The coach rides rough on the city's cobble stone streets.
[Jackdaw]: "Are we there yet?"
[GM]: But as the coach reaches the city walls the roads become smoother.
[GM]: Outside the city walls live thousands of farmers and other workers who in days past made up the peasantry.
[GM]: But most are freemen now. Only those who can not pay their debts and become bondservants.
[GM]: As the coach get onto the King's Highway the ride becomes much nicer.
[GM]: In fact, the ride is so smooth that you cannot hear the wheels on the road at all.
[Jackdaw]: "how much farther?"
[GM]: After 20 mintues you leave the outskirts of the city and ride along the road surronded by green meadows with the occasional house here or there.
[GM]: Palmer looks at a sphere in his hand, " I would estimate about 1and 1/2 hours to first stop.
[GM]: Make yourself comfortable until then.
[Jackdaw]: "that loooong!?"
Thomas awakens, rubbing the greasy spot his forehead left on the window. He leans further back in the plush seat and stares out the window thinking.
[GM]: The coach makes good speed and an hour passes before you know it.
[ Thor left the game ]
[GM]: ....
[GM]: OOC: Down 2?
[Jackdaw]: "are we there yet??"
[Jackdaw]: "i gotta pee"
[GM]: Palmer hands Jackdaw a bracelet, "Put this on"
Jackdaw takes it and puts it on
[GM]: Jackdaw no longer feels the urge to 'pee'
Thomas looks over, "Now that is a useful item. How long can he go like that?"
[ Jamison joined the game ]
[Jing]: *lays his head into the cornor of the coach shutting his eyes*
(Jamison whispered to GM): Well that was not fun... did I miss anything?
[Jamison]: OOC: Hello?
[GM]: Palmer: Well, I wouldn't recommend using it for more than 8 hours.
(GM whispered to Jamison): Not much really.
(GM whispered to Jamison): Jackdaw said he needed to pee and Palmer gave him a bracelet.
(Jamison whispered to GM): Are we on our way?
[Jing]: hello jam
[GM]: Before you know it, you are pulling into a small village
[GM]: Actually a weighstation outside of a small village.
[Jackdaw]: "we there! we there!"
Jackdaw bounces
[GM]: Palmer: 15 minute layover.
[Jamison]: Easy, JD... it's just a rest stop...
Jackdaw bounces out of the coach and goes exploring
[GM]: Palmer: If you need to stretch your legs ... or whatever .. do it now.
[Jing]: *gets out to find the out house.. then begins looking for some food.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): any ladies?
[GM]: Palmer (to Jackdaw): I'll take that bracelet now.
Jamison gets out with his gear and streches his legs
[GM]: Jing is informed that food will be waiting for you on the coach.
[Jackdaw]: <pouting> "ok, here"
[Jackdaw]: "ooops"
Thomas takes a look around, walking off the cramps in his legs, but staying close to the fastcoach.
Jackdaw runs for the hedge
[GM]: The 4 horses are rapidly changed for 4 free ones.
[GM]: free=fresh
Jamison follows Jing to the outhouse and uses the facility for its intended purpose...
[Jackdaw]: after he's finished Jackdaw continues his explorations
[GM]: 2 men come out with food and place it on the table inside the fast coach
Jamison then returns to the carriage.
[GM]: Jamison finds food waiting for him in the coach
[Jackdaw]: any pretty ladies?
[Jing]: *gets back in the coach*
[GM]: No pretty ladies around
[Jamison]: just before entering the carriage, Jamison does some excercises... to loosen up
Jamison then enters the carriage just before it is ready to leave.
Jackdaw goes looking for the cook to cadge a meal
[GM]: Only a half dozen or so people are anywhere to be seen. All seem to be working quickly making ready for the coach's departure.
[Jamison]: OOC: cadge?
[Jackdaw]: ooc freeload
[Jamison]: OOC: thanks...
[Jackdaw]: ooc con
[Jackdaw]: ooc grift
[Jamison]: Hey JD, there is food on the carriage...
[Jackdaw]: kind of a combination of the above
[GM]: As Jackdaw enters the small building where the food was brough from, he notices two ladies that appear to be resting from their preparations of the meal.
[Jamison]: come on back and have some...
Thomas walks off the cramps and spends the rest of the time in the fastcoach.
[GM]: They are no pretty.
[Jackdaw]: "hi hi"
[GM]: not pretty
[Jackdaw]: "my Jackdaw, you lonely?"
[GM]: Lady1: Hey, you ... you should be on tha coach
[GM]: Lady2: Hey, what is he n e way?
[Jackdaw]: "my faun"
[GM]: Lady2: Are you wonna thosz fawns?
[GM]: Lady1: hehehe
[GM]: Lady2: I never seen wonna yaz around here .. glad to meet ya.
Jackdaw takes up his sirinx and plays a spritely tune
Jackdaw dances a few steps
[GM]: Lady1: giggles and begins to move with the music.
Jackdaw speeds up the music slightly
[GM]: Lady2: Hey, fauny .. you best get back onna coach or you gonna miss yer ride!
[Jamison]: OOC: can Jamison here the music?
[GM]: Jamison hears music coming from the kitchen.
[GM]: Palmer: We leave in 5 mintues. Everyone ready.
Jamison looks at Anne.."It appears that goofy faun found someones to play with..."
Jackdaw whispers to the dancing lady "we have four minutes"
[Jamison]: You may want to go get him... he seems to listen to you...
[GM]: Anval: That's what I was afraid of ... should one of us go get him?
[GM]: Anval: Gets off the coach and heads for the kitchen.
[GM]: Lady2: Well, I guess you are right ... 4 minutes.
[GM]: Lady1: Giggles .... keep playing!
[GM]: Anval enters the kitchen
Jackdaw plays
[GM]: Anval (to Jackdaw): Jackdaw! Come here at once! The coach is leaving!
[GM]: Palmer: 2 mintues! All aboard!
Jackdaw adds a bit of magic to the music
Jamison shouts...."Hurry up you 2..."
[GM]: Anval grabs for Jackdaw, "We have got to go now!"
[GM]: Anval: Come on!
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): Emotion controll to leave them feeling happy and refreshed and young
[GM]: Anval pulls Jackdaw out of the kitchen
DICE for Jackdaw: (3d6) : 3d6=4,4,1 = [ 9 ]
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Good job!
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): skill 14
[GM]: The ladies smile and giggle as Jackdaw leaves.
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): No cost
Jackdaw continues to play as he leaves for the coach
[GM]: Anval and Jackdaw get aboard just as the coach begins to leave.
Jamison rolls his eyes as he sees the 2some coming...
[Jackdaw]: "that fun!"
[GM]: Palmer: Well, you 2 almost got left.
[Jamison]: JD... you must not be late for the coach... it will leave you...
[GM]: Spencer adjusts the reigns and back on the King's highway the ride is very smooth once again.
[GM]: Spencer=Spence
Jamison looks at the food and begins to eat...
Jackdaw eats too
[Jamison]: slowly...
Jamison looks at JD.."Lonely ladies at the wayside, JD?"
[GM]: There are apples, oranges, grapes, a baked chicken, and some beans.
Jackdaw sighs "my always do like quick frollic"
[Jing]: *asks aloud* How far to our destination?
[GM]: There are two loafs of bread. One is white bread and the other is a little sweet.
Jamison takes an apple and breaks a hunk of bread off and begins to eat
[Jamison]: white bread
Jackdaw tries everything
[GM]: There are also plates and forks on the table. Two bottles of wine and a bottle of clear water.
[GM]: ...and glasses.
[GM]: Palmer: We will be in Lexington in just under two hours.
Jamison pours some water and motions to the others, asking if anyone else would like some?
[GM]: Stike that
[GM]: Palmer: We will be in Lexington in just under six hours
[GM]: It is now 11am
Jamison looks at Anne..."Anne, could you ask Palmer if the road ahead is still clear?"
[GM]: You should be in Lexington at 7pm ... about the same time that Sir C will be arriving in the Royal city.
Thomas takes a bot of everything and a glass of wine. He watches the scenery blur by.
[GM]: Anval (who sits close to the front window): Palmer, is the road still clear?
[GM]: Palmer: it is looking good .. all the way until Lexington.
[GM]: Palmer: A fine day to travel.
[GM]: The scenery blurs by and you find yourself at the next stop before you know it.
[Jamison]: OOC: time?
[GM]: You arrive at the next stop at 1 pm. You are half way to Lexington
[Jamison]: 15 min stop?
[GM]: Palmer annouces another 15 mintue stop
Jamison gets out to stretch...
Jackdaw gets out to look around
[GM]: Your dishes are cleared.
Jamison finds an open area and goes through the motions of working with his staff...
Jackdaw starts to play in time with jamison's motions
[GM]: This is another weighstation. A half dozen men go through the motions of readying the coach for a fast departure.
[Jackdaw]: then to speed it up
Jamison looks at Horrice, who is guarding(?) the carriage.
[GM]: Horrice as usual stands close to the carriage holding his halberd.
Jamison begins to move faster
Jackdaw begins to dance and kick in time
[GM]: Palmer: 5 minutes to departure!
[GM]: Spence walks around the coach and looks it over.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): btw practicing rapid physical actions while keeping playing
Jamison hears Palmer and begins to slow down and go through a cool down period...
Jackdaw winds it down
[GM]: Anval returns for the little girls room
Jamison ends his excercise and wipes his brow
[GM]: Palmer: 2 minutes. All aboard!
[GM]: Anval enters the coach
Jackdaw finishes with a flourish and bows to Jamison
Jamison then gathers his things and looks for some water in the coach...
Jackdaw jumps on the coach
[GM]: Anval (to Jackdaw and Jamison): Nice routine you two have there .... going into show buisiness?
Jamison returns the fauns bow..."Nice tune, JD. Me likes.."
[GM]: Anval smiles
[Jackdaw]: and climbs on the roof
[Jackdaw]: "was fun!"
[GM]: Anval: Get down from there Jackdaw!
Jamison returns Anne's smile..."Now wouldn't that be a show...hehehe"
[GM]: The coach pulls out.
[Jing]: *getting back inside the co7ch*
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): any handles ot things to hold onto up here?
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): No handles
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): It is bare
[Jamison]: JD... get in here....
[Jing]: ...
Jackdaw sits on the front edge, legs dangling and enjoys the freedom of not being enclosed and the wind in his face
[GM]: On the table is a couple bottles of light fruity wine and some cakes.
[GM]: Anval tugs Jackdaw back in the coach.
Jackdaw resists
Jamison looks for some water...
[Jackdaw]: "my want stay up here, it fun"
[GM]: The coach is big enough to stand in.
[GM]: There is also a large jug of clear water.
[GM]: ....on the table.
Jamison mumbles..."That goofy faun..."
[GM]: Anval: I can pull him in
[Jackdaw]: ooc if it is as smoothly sprung as it feels inside riding up here should be no problem
Jamison pours some water for himself and begins to sip on it
[Jamison]: OOC: true.
[GM]: OOC: it is a very smooth ride, even on the roof.
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Do you do anything up there?
[Jackdaw]: ooc and more open
[Jamison]: Awwww, let him have some fun... we will hear it if he falls....he is noisy enough....
[GM]: Anval shruggs her shoulders and sits down.
[Jamison]: Hey JD, how about another tune... one for travelling...
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): enjoy the ride and the scenery, my think everyone esle hogged the windows <pout>
[GM]: Anval: True Jamison .... we will hear I am sure.
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): It seems as if the carriage is floating through the air.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): ooc cool
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): my like
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Very nice ride
Jamison looks at Jing..."Is that a Kantana?"
[Jing]: *nods* yes
Jamison looks to Anne, "I thought that weapon had been frowned on by the church.."
[GM]: Anval: Well, it once was .... and it does carry something of a social stigma ... but ...
[GM]: Anval: Knights seem to be carrying them more and more these days.
[Jamison]: Well, then it's ok... Jing, you any good with that thing?
[Jing]: *sniff* u're churchs like or dislike of me matters me none
Jamison looks slightly shocked...
[GM]: Anval: Oh, Jing ... I meant no offense.
[Jackdaw]: after a bit Jackdaw starts to drum on the roof in time with the pattern of hoofbeats, improvising a few riffs here and there
[GM]: OOC: Jing there is only ONE church in Methor .... THE Churh
[Jing]: *goes back to watching the hillside as it passes*
[Jamison]: you are not a follower of Ral?
[Jing]: ooc: i never said jing abided by it
[Jamison]: OOC: RP
[Jing]: *shaking his head* I don't believe in the gods
[GM]: OOC: True but that would make Jing a member of the minority
[GM]: Anval gasps
[Jing]: ooc: Shrugs* well guess i'm a minority
Jamison looks quizzical.."What do you believe in?"
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): ooc perception 15 if Jackdaw might notice anything in particular
[Jing]: i don't know.. i'm merely a man looking for a cause
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Nothing really ... some sheep .. some farmers .... some cows. An occaional village in the distance.
Thomas slowly drifts off to sleep or at least appears to. He has no want to be discussing religion.
[Jamison]: Ahhh, but Ral can give you a cause...the cause of good....
[GM]: Anval: How could one not belive in the Gods? Who created the world if not the Gods?
(Jamison whispered to GM): OOC: wish Zugg was here for this discussiond, don't you....hehehe
(GM whispered to Jamison): Yeah, I was just thinking that!
[Jing]: *shaking his head* I don't know.. neither do i care who created the world.. it is here.. i'm here... i refuse to bow to something not tangeable...
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): don't really expect anything, but natural warriness...
[Jing]: *yans*
[GM]: Anval: A man of little faith, I see
[Jing]: *yawns*
[Jing]: *shaking his head* a man of no faith...
[Jamison]: Jing, perhaps at our next stop... would you care to spare?
[Jamison]: spare=spar
[GM]: The next stop comes quickly
[GM]: Palmer: 15 mintues
[Jing]: ooc: we getting close to end of session rub.?
[GM]: Horrice gets out and takes position with his Halberd.
[GM]: OOC: Real close Jing
Jamison gets out
[GM]: Jackdaw still up on the roof?
[Jing]: *turns to jam.* Perhaps the one after this
[GM]: Palmer hears Jing: The one after this will be Lexington. We stop there for the night.
Jackdaw climbs down to use the bushes and prowl around some
Jamison stretches .."Sure... I can always use the practise...."
[GM]: Spence checks out the coach
[GM]: Anval gets out and goes over to a quiet spot and prays
Jamison goes over to Horrice..."Do you have trouble on this route?"
[GM]: Horrice: Not much trouble on the King's highway
[Jamison]:
[Jamison]: may I look at the Halberd?
[GM]: Horrice takes a look around, "I guess it would be okay ..."
[GM]: Horrice hands Jamison the Halberd.
[GM]: Horrice: A real man's weapon!
Jamison hands Horrice his staff and takes the halberd
Jamison nods his head...could be...
[GM]: Horrice (looks at the staff): I could never understand how someone could fight with a large stick.
Jamison walks alittle away and goes through a few forms....
[GM]: Horrice looks at Jamison: No offense
[Jamison]: none taken....
[GM]: Palmer: 5 minutes
Jamison smiles.
[GM]: Anval finishes her prayers and returns to the coach
Jamison walks back to Horrice and returns the Halberd and takes bake his staff....
[GM]: Horrice walks a little away and shows Jamison some moves.
[Jamison]: not bad, for a weapon that could use a little better balance....no offense
[GM]: Horrice's Halberd cuts the air with its thrust
[GM]: Horrice: You just have to get used to it (he smiles)
Jamison returns the smile..."I'm sure..."
[GM]: Horrice: Use the weight to your advantage.
[Jamison]: ohhh, I do, I do.....
[GM]: Palmer: 2 minutes. All aboard
Jamison chuckles
Jamison boards the coach
[GM]: Horrice chuckles
[GM]: Anval checks to see if everyone is aboard.
[GM]: Anval: Where is Jackdaw?
[Jamison]: where is JD?
Jackdaw climbs back on the roof again, holding two sticks
[GM]: Anval: Oh, there he is .... I hear him
[GM]: The coach takes off
Jackdaw takes his seat at the front again
[GM]: It is 3 pm
[GM]: OOC: My mistake . ... since you left at 9am ... you will arrive in Lexington at 5pm ... before dark.
[GM]: Palmer: Next stop ... Lexington
Jackdaw plays on the sticks, beating them in rythym with the horses
[Jamison]: ok
[GM]: The table was cleared once again and this time fresh bottles of wine and water were placed on it.
[GM]: There are two loafs of fruit bread.
(Jamison whispered to GM): OOC: we better wind this up for Jing...
[GM]: The coach makes it's way down the King's Highway.
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Vision roll please
Jamison has a glass of water and a piece of bread...
[GM]: What is everyone doing?
(To GM) DICE for Jackdaw: (3d6) : 3d6=1,2,5 = [ 8 ]
[GM]: OOC: Btw, almost finished for the night.
[Jing]: sleeping
Jamison is looking out at the scienery
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): made by 7
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): To the north of the coach on a hill there is a rider. Someone watching the coach.
Thomas sits in the corner, taking in the scenery and occasionally nodding off.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): will keep an eye on him
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): This is a man in long flowing robes ... silver looking robes ... and a long grey beard.
Jackdaw puts down his sticks and starts playing his sirinx
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): He strikes you as a very noble person.... something elegant about him.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): casting sense foes on him
(To GM) DICE for Jackdaw: (3d6) : 3d6=3,5,3 = [ 11 ]
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): skill 14
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): The distance is about 5 miles
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): let me check the spell description then
[Jamison]: Anne, would you check with Palmer and make sure the road is clear ahead?
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): sorry, doesn't work liike I thought, i was confusing it with sense Danger
(Jackdaw whispered to GM):
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Out of range I think
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): yes
[GM]: Palmer tell Anval: All is still clear.
[GM]: Anyone doing anything before I end session?
[GM]: END SESSION
[GM]: The coach will be entering Lexington at 5pm. We will start the next session there.