Sorry I have been missing. Really old gamer took a turn for the worse after his surgery and I have been devoting my time to him. I am happy to report that he is now doing fine.
I have some things that need taken care of, but I should be back to you hedonistic cretins on Monday. Until then stay out of trouble.
Am S: The orc is asleep. You coup-de-gras him and start looting the body. He has a suit of studded leather, a long sword and 1d43 ⇒ 36 gold pieces.
James: You are still in the bag. None of your friends have come to help you.
Jenny: You are oblivious to what is going on around you as your jelly is taking all your attention.
Nesod: The half-orc tells you to keep quiet or Alissa dies. She will exchange the wand for the key to the magical lock on the cage.
Am S: Whatever was the source of magic, it is mobile and has moved out of range.
Nasty: You see Nesod, James and Jenny together. Am S is walking down the street. Am H is healing civilians. Babby is nowhere to be found. Gaz is right next to you.
Gaz: You have no clue about the magic.
XP Time - Everyone gets 323 XP.
Swizal: *No. It kills 10 with each charge or for every ounce of life it drains. The more it drains, the more it kills. It will always almost drain the user, even when there are not enough enemies to kill. If there are not enough enemies to kill, it will find any that are near by to the user to kill.*
Mysterious Voice: *I am Swizal. My soul has been trapped within the wand for the past 130 years. So long as the wand exists I will be trapped in here. The only way to destroy the wand is to use up all its charges. Every time the wand is use, it tries to draw upon the weilder's life. It uses a persons life energy to supply the spell, almost killing the user. If the user is able to resist it must use its own charge. However, if it can suck the soul of the user, it will get all of its charges back.*
Gaz: You eat 4 more. 4 attack you.
James: You miss. 3 attack you.
Nesod: You kill 1. 2 attack you.
Am H: You kill one. Five attack you.
Gaz: You eat one. Four of them look at you askew.
SM 1: You grapple 4 and bash their heads in.
Nesod: You are now visible to the faithful. You poke at one. It dies instantly.
Jenny: 4 Vegigoblins fall down.
Nesod: Your cloudkill illusion does not work.
Nasty: You eat one. Four more attack you.
James: I don't think the theme to Soylent Green is going to go over well.
High Priest: "Some farmers came into town warning that some Vegigoblins were raiding their farms. The Watch was sent out to take care of them. Only three returned. They told the tale of fifty Vegigoblins had ambushed them and as the were escaping the saw many more on the way. Hundreds were going to attack soon. The town was being surrounded. There was no way to evacuate the prince in time. That is when Swizal acted. Some say it was madness, others afterward said it was divine, but Swizal knew he must save his prince. He tore a stick off a tree and ran out of the town toward the invading hoard.
"Several hours passed, but there was no attack. When finally some if the Watch went to investigate, the found a hundred dead Vegigoblins, but there was o sign of Swizal. One of them had a stick in its eye. The very same stick Swizal had taken with him. The very same stick we now show you today."
With that he walks over to the chest, pulls out a key and unlocks it. He opens the chest, and by some craftsmanship built into it, as the lid is raised, so to is a shelf on which sits the Stick. At that moment, the sun shines through the window and down upon the Stick, a halo of light surrounding it.
First Priest: The king summoned Swizal because of something that happened recently. An unusual prank had been observed by the King's son. The young prince had found it very amusing. He had told his father all about it. The king too thought it funny. Since young Swizal had not yet chosen a profession, the king gave him one, as Court Jester.
Second Priest: For many years Swizal served the king, providing entertainment. He accompanied the king and prince on many trips. One such trip brought them to Lichberg. The prince had come looking for an unusual gift for his mother. That is when the trouble began.
The High Priest: "One hundred and seventy-two years ago today, Saint Swizal was born. He was born into a humble family. His mother was a seamstress and his father worked in the stables of a king. As he grew, the young Swizal was constantly causing mischief. He would play haress tricks on people and make those around him laugh. On his 18th birthday he was summoned before the king. "
Nasty: You are asked to be quiet or leave.
After a few minutes, everyone is settled in their seats. The two priests in the back start their walk toward the front. At the front, the High Priest walks over to a cutain and pulls it aside. A silver and gold chest sits on a pedistal. There are eight guards around it. Four of the guards are watching the chest while the other four are watching outward. The high priest is joined by the other two and they start circling the chest, swinging the sensors back and forth. Shortly, they finish and walk to the side where there is a lectern.
After about 15 minutes, the doors open. Three priest are stand just inside. They are holding incense burners that begin to sway in rhythem to their chanting. The priest in the middle turns and starts walking up the aisle. The crowd starts to enter the church. Only 2 people at a time can fit through the doors. As they enter, the smoke from the sensors held by the two priests by the door curls around them.