Connor, you started things up so fast, I forgot to ask: since I have Scribe Scroll, could I have some scrolls made before play began? I put 50gp worth of scroll materials in my gear; if I can scribe my own before play, I will make 2 Mage Armor scrolls. If not, I will purchase a single scroll at full price.
Amend that - I just realized that if I spend 50gp I'll have no cash for incidentals. If I can scribe my own, I'll make one Mage Armor, otherwise I'll just have the materials on hand for use later.
The only reason I use the dice online rolling thing is to make sure that I'm being honest. I'd just be too tempted to say I got better rolls than I actually did otherwise.
On the downside, it means that you can't actually get good rolls when you have crappy ones. Boo hiss.
"... Your dagger is sticking out."
ROFL!
In a face-to-face game one time, one of the players rolled minimum on a check to hide a small item in her clothing. The player grabbed a book off of the table, balanced it on her head, and said "There, can you see it now? I hid it good, didn't I?"
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Alright, I am traveling to Louisiana, to a place where internet is not guaranteed. I will be there until next Thursday. My posting will be limited, but where ever I can get Wi-Fi via hotel and whatnot, I'll post something. I think it would be fair to deal with Cilda and Georgette's journey for now, though.
"Gather 'round ye lads and lasses, set ye for a while
and harken to me mournful tale about the Orcish Isle.
Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and family gone,
and lift our voices in another Orcish drinkin' song.
Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox,
me brother drank the whiskey 'till he wound up in a box.
Me other brother in the troubles met with his demise,
me sister has forever closed her angry Orcish eyes.
Grog was killed in Krogenny, Fin she died in Fenns,
Trog in Troggrary died out in Dragon's Den.
Mhegonn jumped into the river Megan back in June,
Yearni fell into the urn and Bwoon is in the tomb.
"Sharpliness is Godliness" me uncle Smith would sing,
he broke his neck-a-slippin' on a bolt he did not sling.
Ol' Grendy, he was eighty, 'tho his bride was just a pup,
he died upon the honeymoon when she got his Orcish up!
Dek' Lesky fought with Grendal near the cliffs of Elder's Flee,
he cast out a Shillelagh and he stabbed him in the spleen.
Crazy Uncle Tirq thought he was a Leprechaun,
but in fact he's just a leper and his arms and legs are gone.
When Dollaque Killmore broke his neck it was a cryin' shame,
he wasn't really Orchish, but he went to Krigna's Plain.
Caeradan crossed the street and by a horse was hit,
but he was just an Elf-Man, so nobody gave a sh*t. :)
Me drunken uncle Gronsen tried to drive home from the bar,
the road rose up to meet him when he fell out of his cart.
Irony at once befell me Great Grand Uncle Sam,
when he choked upon the very last Arrow in the land.
Durosk lived in Gregger's Town, he used to smuggle arms,
until the British killed him and cut off his lucky charms.
And dear old Cleric Florigun who left Gorum's employ,
drunk on sacramental wine beneath the altar boy.
Someday soon I'll leave this world of pain and toil and sin,
Gorrum will take me by the hand to join all of me kin.
Me only wish is when the Bladesman comes for me and you...
He kills the Eagle Knights and General Cormoth, too.
Now everybody's died, so until our tears are cried,
we'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light,
then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again!
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again!"
lol... yep. I guess you saw the DM's conundrum on the gameplay thread.
I love my friends and they love me
We’re just as close as we can be
And just because we really care
Whatever we get, we share!
I got it from Agnes
She got it from Jim
We all agree it must have been
Louise who gave it to him
Now she got it from Harry
Who got it from Marie
And ev’rybody knows that Marie
Got it from me
Giles got it from Daphne
She got it from Sloan
Who picked it up in county cork
A-kissin’ the blarney stone
Pierre gave it to Shiela
Who must have brought it there
He got it from Francois and Jacques
Aha, lucky Pierre!
Max got it from Edith
Who gets it ev’ry spring
She got it from her daddy
Who just gives her ev’rything
She then gave it to Daniel
Whose spaniel has it now
Our dentist even got it
And we’re still wondering how
But I got it from Agnes
Or maybe it was Sue
Or Millie or Billie or Gillie or Willie
It doesn’t matter who
It might have been at the pub
Or at the club, or in the loo
And if you will be my friend, then I might ...
(mind you, I said might ...)
Give it to you!
And if you thought this song
was about anything other than cookies
then you can be my friend all day long!
There lived a certain man in Elfland long ago
He was wise and smart, in his eyes a flaming glow
Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
But to Elfland chicks he was such a lovely dear
He could cast the spells like a wizard
Full of ecstacy and fire
But he also was the kind of teacher
Women would desire
Ca-Ca-Caeradan
Lover of the Elfland queen
There was an owl that really was gone
Ca-Ca-Caeradan
Elfland's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on
He ruled the Elvish land and never mind the king
And the Half-Orc he sung with was Sinque
In all affairs of state he was the man to please
But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze
For the queen he was no wheeler dealer
Though she'd heard the things he'd done
She believed he was a holy healer
Who would heal her son
"This man's just got to go!" declared his enemies
But the ladies begged "Don't you try to do it, please"
No doubt this Caeradan had lots of hidden charms
Though he was an elf they just fell into his arms
Then one night some men of higher standing
Set a trap, they're not to blame
"Come to visit us" they kept demanding
And he really came
Ca-Ca-Caeradan
Lover of the Elfland queen
They put some poison into his wine
Ca-Ca-Caeradan
Elfland's greatest love machine
He drank it all and he said "I feel fine"
Ca-Ca-Caeradan
Lover of the Russian queen
They didn't quit, they wanted his head
Ca-Ca-Caeradan
Elfland's greatest love machine
And so they shot him till he was dead
Oh, those Elves...
So, it seems this has been Discontinued. That's such a shame. I really liked this character and the adventure was turning out to be a beautiful story.