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Grand Lodge

Male TN Human Fighter 1 | HP 13/13 | AC 14, touch 11, flat-footed 13 | CMB +6, CMD 17 | Fort +4, Ref +1, Will +0 | Init +1 | Perception +1, Sense Motive +0 | Speed 30ft | Active conditions: None.

"nahauf cker hnlieto eiehernali hi ina cineli ladinare iny seodce edeeleh wwefa rogtnoeseh?"

Tyce looks at the man behind him.

Dark Archive

Male Human M Human Sorcerer (Infernal Bloodline) 2 [HP 13/13, AC 12 /ff 10 /t 12, Fort +1, Ref +1, Will +3, Init +3, Per 0, Spd 30'

"Yup. Sure did, but I heard it was the kobold and not the manticore," Razka answers the man who appears to be talking gibberish.

He takes a seat at his table.

"And what brings you here? Looking for a job so you can get some money for the finer things in life, too?"

Grand Lodge

Male TN Human Fighter 1 | HP 13/13 | AC 14, touch 11, flat-footed 13 | CMB +6, CMD 17 | Fort +4, Ref +1, Will +0 | Init +1 | Perception +1, Sense Motive +0 | Speed 30ft | Active conditions: None.

Tyce nods.

He appears to be able to understand common, but he can't speak it

The Concordance

NG Female Merfolk Cleric 4 | AC 16 | T 10 | FF 16 | HP: 31/31 | CMD 11 | Fort +6 | Ref +2 | Will +11 | Init +2 | Perc +13 (Darkv), SM + 13 | Speed 5ft
Active Spells:
SB - 8/8 | Channel 6/6 | HP - 1/1 | FtF - 1/1 | IttE - 1/1

Mely's attention jumps between the rambling Tyce and Razka's slightly drunken responses. She's clearly confused, and despite giving Tyce a rather narrow-eyed stare it doesn't seem to help her figure out what he's been saying. Defeated when it comes to the whole event, she gives Razka an admiring nod. "How are you able to understand him? I don't recognize the language at all. It's rather quite foreign." Though a lot of things were for her.

Grand Lodge

Male TN Human Fighter 1 | HP 13/13 | AC 14, touch 11, flat-footed 13 | CMB +6, CMD 17 | Fort +4, Ref +1, Will +0 | Init +1 | Perception +1, Sense Motive +0 | Speed 30ft | Active conditions: None.

"ytg sdadiy haldro sii itlyf, owd ycem."

Tyce directs this to Mely.

"gomn esiane ruhidoon iedfunlee."

Dark Archive

Male Human M Human Sorcerer (Infernal Bloodline) 2 [HP 13/13, AC 12 /ff 10 /t 12, Fort +1, Ref +1, Will +3, Init +3, Per 0, Spd 30'

"In vino vertebrae...in wino winterbrake...if you get drunk you know things," Razka replies with a grin at Mely as he salutes her with his chalice.

"Drink a little more and you'll be able to understand my pal Ruhidoon here, too. Isn't that right, Ruhidoon?" Razka declares, giving his new, incomprehensible pal a good pat on the back.

"And it's worth it, too. He's saying some really deep stuff, like how we're all just lights and lights are like...bright and so we're also smart, too, but don't always know it."

Grand Lodge

Male TN Human Fighter 1 | HP 13/13 | AC 14, touch 11, flat-footed 13 | CMB +6, CMD 17 | Fort +4, Ref +1, Will +0 | Init +1 | Perception +1, Sense Motive +0 | Speed 30ft | Active conditions: None.

Tyce looks at the man wierd.

"viswavtr cbweetli nborpe af? o asfeahe usiitrad cenhfa."

The Concordance

NG Female Merfolk Cleric 4 | AC 16 | T 10 | FF 16 | HP: 31/31 | CMD 11 | Fort +6 | Ref +2 | Will +11 | Init +2 | Perc +13 (Darkv), SM + 13 | Speed 5ft
Active Spells:
SB - 8/8 | Channel 6/6 | HP - 1/1 | FtF - 1/1 | IttE - 1/1

Mely's frown deepens when Razka spouts off his alcoholic academics, and the salute has her doubting his suggestion. If Tyce didn't keep speaking and appear to be having a full conversation with the sorcerer she likely wouldn't have believed his words. "That really works? Very well, I'm willing to try this trick of the tongue... or ear, as the case may be."

She leans across her table and grabs an abandoned bottle of unmarked liquor which she gives a good whiff that leaves her coughing. With one dubious look for the bottle she takes an unladylike swig that causes her tail to curl and her face pinched up like she swallowed something vile. She lets out a breath and stares at Tyce. "Gaaaah, okay now say something, please. I will see if this worked."

Grand Lodge

Male TN Human Fighter 1 | HP 13/13 | AC 14, touch 11, flat-footed 13 | CMB +6, CMD 17 | Fort +4, Ref +1, Will +0 | Init +1 | Perception +1, Sense Motive +0 | Speed 30ft | Active conditions: None.

Tyce shakes his head and tries to gesture that it's not true.

"TOCHHI NDE IFEHYAN THEOABFE!!!!!!"

Grand Lodge

F Gnome F Bard 5 HP 38/38 AC 15/T13/FF13 F+2/R+6/W+4 Init+5 Perc.+5 Speed 20 CMD 12

The messenger gnome enters again in haste.

"Folks, an expedition into Numeria's area of Scrapwall needs a replacement member! News has reached that it was the frontline healer of the group.", a worried expression is on her face.

"If anyone is able to pack right now, follow me!"

Iron Gods Lords of Rust sanctioned content. As per above, our healer died, not getting up any time soon. We're still in early. Lvl 5-6. I'll take the 1st to fill the role of semi/healer. Without the need of UMD would be ideal.

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Dark Archive

Male Human M Human Sorcerer (Infernal Bloodline) 2 [HP 13/13, AC 12 /ff 10 /t 12, Fort +1, Ref +1, Will +3, Init +3, Per 0, Spd 30'

"Theoabfe is right, my fine finned friend," Razka says with a grin. "That wasn't nearly enough for you to understand him. You can't sip a potion and expect to fly. You have to drink it all."

"And you should probably start with something a little more palatable. You have to learn to walk before you run."

He blinks a couple times then looks at her tail then laughs uproariously for half a minute.

"Now where is that guy who makes the fruity drinks?" he asks, mostly himself as he wipes tears from his eyes and looks around.

Lantern Lodge

New player doting in

Grand Lodge

F Gnome F Bard 5 HP 38/38 AC 15/T13/FF13 F+2/R+6/W+4 Init+5 Perc.+5 Speed 20 CMD 12

An aasimar apparently quickly stands next to the gnomish lass, and they leave.

Spot's been filled.

Grand Lodge

Male TN Human Fighter 1 | HP 13/13 | AC 14, touch 11, flat-footed 13 | CMB +6, CMD 17 | Fort +4, Ref +1, Will +0 | Init +1 | Perception +1, Sense Motive +0 | Speed 30ft | Active conditions: None.

Tyce rolls his eyes and mutters.
"rtrereit drgeod layiachhi..."

The Exchange

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Trade Princess Tiffany | Female grippli druid 5 | HP: 46/46 | AC: 17 / T: 13 / FF: 15 | Fort: +7, Ref: +4, Will: +8 | CMB: +5, CMD: 17 | Init: +4, Perception: +13 | Conditions: None

A grippli with perfectly manicured fingers and a pink bowtie on her head steps in. "Did you hear?!? Did you hear?! I'm just sooOooo totally excited about this seventh 'Game Day' gathering! Do you think they're going to award those super cool gifts when recording our chronicles like last time? If so, there'd better be Sparkly Pink Rhinestone Slippers to be won!" Her eyes widen to the size of a wizard's dancing lights. "Oh my, I can see it now! Tiffany, the most fabulous of all grippli, prancing through Absalom, her millions of fans in tow, hitting the local markets for some even more gorgeous glamour! A little glitter, perhaps? A cute summery dress to go with the shoes? Ugh! Too. Many. Choices!!"

The Exchange

male Sylph Thief 2
Spoiler:
| AC 16, T 14, FF 12|HP: 13/13 | F +0, R +7, W -1 (+2 vs Divination/Enchantment) | Init +4, Perc +4|CMB +1 (+2 to dirty trick) CMD 15 (17 vs dirty trick)|1/1 Breeze

At the far end of the bar lurks an inhumanly pale young man with Kelish features, who comes around to the Lodge often enough for the free drinks, and has been known to be quite good at holding his liquor. This time, however, for some reason...

"BLEEEUUGH!!!"

The Concordance

NG Female Merfolk Cleric 4 | AC 16 | T 10 | FF 16 | HP: 31/31 | CMD 11 | Fort +6 | Ref +2 | Will +11 | Init +2 | Perc +13 (Darkv), SM + 13 | Speed 5ft
Active Spells:
SB - 8/8 | Channel 6/6 | HP - 1/1 | FtF - 1/1 | IttE - 1/1

Mely stares hard at Tyce as his words continue to be little more than a jumble of unintelligible syllables that pair rather poorly with the taste in her mouth. "Oh... I'm sorry Mr. Tyce, it appears I'm... bleh, not very good at this." She gives the bottle what could be an offended look when Razka suggests she needs to drink more to have any hope.

When the sorcerer starts laughing at his joke she's left to her own devices for a moment, faintly blushing from his choice of words. Then Sirius starts vomiting... loudly, and she gives her own bottle one more glance before subtly pushing it further from herself. With some efforts she tries to hide her own desire to gag. "I don't think this is going to work very well... I don't think I could drink it all."

Then after a moment. "But I do like a good fruit juice. We will figure this out, Mr. Theoabfe. And then I shall greet you properly." There's a grippli in here as well, and she has to fight being distracted by the new conversation. There were a lot of curious people at this lodge.

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