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Game Master Lekku


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Female Elf Cleric 1, Rogue 1<br>Favored: Cleric
Lureene Ourson wrote:
"Sorry, hun, I am no wizard, but isn't Alexis studying to be a wizard, or something like that? Or, since you are royalty, you should have quite a few wizards working for you, correct? I think Alis would also be familiar with this as well, I think."

Looking at the curious objects, Nell says, "They are both skilled in the arcane, yes. Alexis moreso. She also loves to tinker with mechanical devices so I'm sure she would take an interest. Unfortunately, of the twins Alexis has less fortitude for strong drink and wine in particular makes her sleepy. I'm quite certain she has already retired for the night even if it is yet early."

"As for what it is, I'm afraid I have no more idea than either of you. I'm a diplomat and a caretaker, not a treasure hunter like the two young Pathfinders and their late parents. However, if there is a map or document in that tube, I know that Alexis has a spell that can safely make copies of non-magical documents. If whatever is inside is old and brittle or water-logged and fragile, it might be best to ask her to transcribe it for you rather than letting curiosity ruin a potential relic."

The reserved elven woman gets up from her seat to make her way upstairs. Yet before she leaves, she turns and adds, "I shall leave a note on her highness' spell book inquiring after the technique I mentioned. While the princesses may seem to quarrel a lot, they are quite protective of one another. I cannot be certain if she will be of a mind to help you after today's escapades. Never-the-less there is nothing to risk by asking. If she declines you are no worse off than you are now. If she agrees, considerably better. Enjoy your evening, good night."


Spoiler:
HP: 08/22, AC: 17(Max 21(T13,FF14), DR: 1(Water Based Critters), F:+4, R:+7, W:+2, Perc: +6, Init: +3.
Nelliel Yantannon wrote:

Looking at the curious objects, Nell says, "They are both skilled in the arcane, yes. Alexis moreso. She also loves to tinker with mechanical devices so I'm sure she would take an interest. Unfortunately, of the twins Alexis has less fortitude for strong drink and wine in particular makes her sleepy. I'm quite certain she has already retired for the night even if it is yet early."

"As for what it is, I'm afraid I have no more idea than either of you. I'm a diplomat and a caretaker, not a treasure hunter like the two young Pathfinders and their late parents. However, if there is a map or document in that tube, I know that Alexis has a spell that can safely make copies of non-magical documents. If whatever is inside is old and brittle or water-logged and fragile, it might be best to ask her to transcribe it for you rather than letting curiosity ruin a potential relic..."

Suny nods at the other Nelliels' comments.

"Aye, that be th' trouble with folks who only go floatin' about on'a top o' things. They don't take th' time, nor care, fer when things get wet." Suny sighs, "I do know we's got's t' be careful in'a openin' o' th' tube, but...geeze I wanna know whut's inside..." The frustration in Suny's voice clear evidence that patience is not something she practices often.

*Reads back over previous posts* Wait a minute...did some one jus' refer t' me as a critter? (¬_¬)


Male Sky Elf Game Master lv 20
Ravarath wrote:
"One thing NEVER heard was apology; never saw remorse; never saw regret. Saw hm self-involvement. Was called 'coward'; was blamed. Saw attempts to fawn - never saw accept of responsibility. Find it hard to believe anyone sorry when none showed. Not saying that should change your advice or opinion - just saying is what was seen and heard."

"Ah, but dealing with women in matters of emotion is a tricky thing." He glances at Alis for a moment, but shrugs his shoulders and continues, "In case you didn't know, a woman is never wrong... Aaat leeeaaast not when you are dealing with them in a relationship that is defined primarily by emotions and intimacy."

"And yes," he continues as he subtly uses a cantrip to swaps the full shot that Morgaard just poured for him with an empty one, "I know that this flies in the face of all logic and systems of structured debate, but it's true. Or at least, it's something you must accept if you hope to deal with them for more than a single night."

"So that is why you received no apology, although I can assure you that even simple-minded elf girls don't go diving out windows after just anyone."


Morgaard & Rath wrote:
Krixus conversation.

"I must say, I don't know what would have happened if fate hadn't seen us all on Ambley Way at precisely that instant." Alis gazes down at the empty shot glass she's been rolling around in her palm. "If he had seen you without us there, Morgaard, I have little doubt he would have gone berserk in the streets. Had you not been there, I wonder what would have happened to Suny and Lureene when Suny grabbed his arm thinking it was Rath..."

Looking up at everyone with misty eyes, she says, "I'm sorry Rath, but at least some good came out of their nonsense. If we hadn't been out there looking for you... Anyway, thanks for rushing to save us. And Havelock," she lays her hand upon his arm, "thanks for keeping a cool head and keeping the situation manageable..."

She sniffles a bit and dabs the tears from her eyes with a napkin so as not to smudge her makeup. Resting her head on the summoners shoulder for a moment, she gives one deep breath and then shakes her head and straightens up again.

"Dammit, Morgaard," she laughs, "you and you nasty drinks always leave my head in a fog. But I wanted to ask, I know you said you came here to pay your condolences over mother and father dying in the collision back in Korvosa, but surely you had other business in Cassomir. Have you ever though of joining our family again? I'm not going back to Kyonin or even Greengold for quite some time. Alexis departs next week with Rath on an expedition to Arcadia with the Pathfinders and not too long after, I'm supposed to head down to the Mwangi Expanse with another group. Miss Nell's abilities are a bit more suited to urban environs, but I have little doubt we could use your axe and fortitude. What do you think?"

OK, that should catch me up in here. I still have a lot to do this weekend. Need to get ready for an important job interview this week since I just found out on Thursday that my department is getting eliminated at the end of July. Severance package looks nice, but still need to make sure I've got my bases covered. ;)


Lureene waves to Nelliel, "Good night hun, hope you sleep well."

Noticing Suny impatient look at the mysterious scrollcase, she cautions the impetuous elf, "I wouldn't do anything with that hun, if you damage it, there will be no way to undo it. I would just wait for Lady Alis to return, and ask her what to do with it. Nelliel said they are going to some place called Arcadia, with Rath-hun. Maybe they will let you tag along, especially if Rath-hun forgives you. It will certainly it will be an adventure!"

Lureene looks across at the empty bar, with only herself and Suny there, and says "Suny, hun, why don't you go up to my room, I think there is still some bathwater up there that is still warm. If Lady Alis and Rath-hun return later, I will send him up there."

Now what will I do, in the meantime? I know...

She moves behind the bar, and hunts for a thick sweet liquid called 'Baileys' , a liquer consisting of 'Irish creme' and whiskey, ot was SOOOOO good. Finding exactly what she as looking for, she pours herself a shot, daring Mors to object, which he doesn't, and downs it with one swallow. GODS, that tastes soooo good! She then pours another shot, and heads back to the table, bottle in hand.


Rath silently and attentively listens to all they have to say on the subject of love, women, strife, and the day’s events. His face, in the short span of some ten minutes, runs the array of emotions – amusement, bemusement, sobriety, sadness, and grim acknowledgement. He interrupts them only briefly at a couple of points.

”Laithoron” wrote:
”Well…”

Rath listens to his entire argument with a growing smile. When the Elven tailor concludes, Rath is practically bursting with happiness. He claps the Elf on the shoulder, possibly a bit too hard, and exclaims, “Master Laith, you may be born Elf but have Vudrani soul! My explaining will be much easier now. But first, think Rajkumari Alis has look that says she wants to say things.”

”Alis” wrote:
”Speaking of pain, I don't think that either of them meant to hurt you, Rath.”

Rath raises a hand to interrupt her. ”I know hurt not intended but ‘intent’ of little relevance. If you accidently kill a person, he is still dead. Does it matter to dead man whether you intended it? Our actions define us. What saying ‘Road to Hell paved with good intentions’. This is true. Would hurt have been more hm grievous if intended? Yes, very much! Glad it was not… but damage still done. Sorry to interrupt.”

”Alis” wrote:
”…it's a lousy situation and I kind of regret helping Lureene to hook up you and Suny… I'm sorry Rath...”

Rath, genuinely alarmed at this turn of events, comes over to Alis’ side, kneels down, swivels her chair to face him, and holds her hands in her lap. He stares at her face until he catches her eyes and holds them, dropping his deferential manner for once “Listen, Alis. I thank you for your tears and apology but, in this case, unnecessary. This NOT your doing. They made choices. I made choices. Only three people at fault here – you not among them. I follow Irori’s path - make decision, take action, accept responsibility for actions in hopes of personal growth. This situation my fault as much as theirs. But not yours, NEVER yours.” He sighs, trying to see if she believes it. He looks at both and Alis and Havelock with concern “Please excuse this impertinence, seems necessary.” His hands rise to Alis’ face, trying not to muss her hair, and he kisses her on the lips, for a span of a few heartbeats. Releasing her, he says "Heavy is head that bears crown. This is not your crown. You are absolved of this. Not your burden.”

He looks to see if either the Rajkumari or Havelock have taken offense, prepared to accept the results. Rath knows that laying hands on a royal and the object of another man’s affection is a serious matter. He returns to his seat, dreading what may come next but determined to say one more thing, to Laithoron. ”Master Laithoron, Rajkumari Alis is proof that some women can make amends for mis-deeds… even when they are not their own. Master Havelock, again, you are a wiser man than me and taste in companionship - beyond great.”

Having listened to all their arguments and counter-arguments and assuming Alis doesn’t have him arrested and/or Havelock doesn’t challenge him to a duel Rath sits like a frog on a lilypad, thinking very thoroughly and carefully before saying…

Gentle Readers – Rath will be happy to finish his statement once we determine whether or not he spends the night in the pokey or winds up dead on the street being devoured by one of Havelock’s beasties. :) Tune in next time for “Love & Strife in Limbo.”


Ravarath wrote:

Gentle Readers – Rath will be happy to finish his statement once we determine whether or not he spends the night in the pokey or winds up dead on the street being devoured by one of Havelock’s beasties. :) Tune in next time for “Love & Strife in Limbo.”

Thread moderator, we need a thread change title on Aisle 4, he he. At least we know he survives to sail to Arcadia, he he

Also, we have a passed out succubus in Aisle 7...Let me pick her up, no me,...no...no ME, (fight breaks out)


Ravarath wrote:
“Please excuse this impertinence, seems necessary.” His hands rise to Alis’ face, trying not to muss her hair, and he kisses her on the lips, for a span of a few heartbeats. Releasing her, he says "Heavy is head that bears crown. This is not your crown. You are absolved of this. Not your burden.”

At Rath's kiss, the shot glass she was holding falls, but Laithoron deftly catches it with a quick-fire cantrip. When the monk retakes his seat, Alis is blushing more than a little, eyes wide with a mixture of shock and surprise. In a quiet voice she says, "Well, today has been full of surprises."

An awkward silence sets in while Alis takes a small mirror out of the decorative pouch on her hip, checking her make-up and adjusting a lock of hair that came loose. Satisfied that she is none the worse for wear, she snaps it shut and puts it away. "I suppose..." she looks up, "the correct protocol would be to summon the city guards and let you think things over..."

Unable to maintain her serious tone with as much as she's had to drink, the young princess breaks into a smile, "...but we all just know that they'd be no match for both you and Morgaard! Not with this much liquor in you." Taking another shot of Hirschblut she continues, "You're just lucky you finally had some of The Jager before kissing me, otherwise I'm quite certain even the Iron Rath or Irori would have crumbled!"

"Now then, I believe you were about to say something...?"


Lureene Ourson wrote:
Thread moderator, we need a thread change title on Aisle 4, he he. At least we know he survives to sail to Arcadia, he he

So that was his plan — to become one of the prisoners on the Lady Iona. Sneaky monk!


Lureene Ourson wrote:
Ravarath wrote:

Gentle Readers – Rath will be happy to finish his statement once we determine whether or not he spends the night in the pokey or winds up dead on the street being devoured by one of Havelock’s beasties. :) Tune in next time for “Love & Strife in Limbo.”

Thread moderator, we need a thread change title on Aisle 4, he he. At least we know he survives to sail to Arcadia, he he

Also, we have a passed out succubus in Aisle 7...Let me pick her up, no me,...no...no ME, (fight breaks out)

LOL! Well played.


Male Human Summoner 2

Havelock places an arm around Alis' shoulder. "Yes, go on."

Sense Motive DC 21:
Havelock is mad. Specifically, mad at Rath for obvious reasons. I would suggest not trying his patience any further in matters of romance.

1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21


Alis Kirmoon wrote:
Unable to maintain her serious tone with as much as she's had to drink, the young princess breaks into a smile, "...but we all just know that they'd be no match for both you and Morgaard! Not with this much liquor in you." Taking another shot of Hirschblut she continues, "You're just lucky you finally had some of The Jager before kissing me, otherwise I'm quite certain even the Iron Rath or Irori would have crumbled!"

Rath laughs. "Maybe so, Rajkumari! Even Iron Rath has softer sides, drink or no. Still, would have been worth it. Now can say truly say that story of Princess and frog kissing is true tale! Very glad you don't mind being fey-tale Princess in Rath's story."

Alis Kirmoon wrote:
"Now then, I believe you were about to say something...?"

Rath turns a waiting gaze on Havelock, who seems to be considering things deeply, "My thoughts must wait, Rajkumari, on Honor. Master Havelock has right to take offense. I have perhaps, pressed his generosity too far, for which I am sorry."

While he waits, seemingly placid, Rath hums an old Vudrani poem:

Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind,
That from the nunnery
Of thy chaste breast, and quiet mind,
To war and arms I fly.

True, a new mistress now I chase,
The first foe in the field;
And with a stronger faith embrace
A sword, a horse, a shield.

Yet this inconstancy is such,
As you too shall adore;
I could not love thee, Dear, so much,
Loved I not honour more.

Edit - posted late, sorry.
Sense Motive Check 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6


Ravarath wrote:
His hands rise to Alis’ face, trying not to muss her hair, and he kisses her on the lips, for a span of a few heartbeats. Releasing her, he says "Heavy is head that bears crown. This is not your crown. You are absolved of this. Not your burden.”

'Sir, my irony meter just went crazy here, what happened? I think we have a grade A level case of hypocrisy here.'

'Keep an eye on it, lieutenant.' And pray to the gods Lureene doesn't find out about this, he he

Mors sees where this is heading, probably man troubles He thinks. Not wishing to upset the beautiful succubus any further, he just pulls Suny and Therena aside, and asks, "Please make sure Lureene ends up in her bed tonight, instead of on the tavern floor. Thanks, ladies." He goes off muttering to himself, She deserves better...


Sense Motive 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Clearly Alis has had too much to drink to sense much of anything at this point. Let's hope she has a better fortitude save than Laithoron's Real Life™ counterpart. ^_^;


Alis Kirmoon wrote:

Sense Motive 1d20 + 5

Clearly Alis has had too much to drink to sense much of anything at this point. Let's hope she has a better fortitude save than Laithoron's Real Life™ counterpart. ^_^;

Sense Motive on Rath? Open book - he cares about her but the kiss was not sexual. Feel free to look up materials on the 'sacred divine' and whatever tidbits you can on the kiss of peace. I think his next entry will explain more.


Note – Vudra is clearly based on India, past and present. I am extrapolating off that based on what I know about the culture which is a fair amount. I’m actually getting relatively fluent in Hindi and all of Rath’s ‘Vudrani’ phrases are in fact Hindi… back to the show.

Rath states, “Will try to be brief. Many things cannot say – don’t know your words. First, everyone seems think I have Avistani eyes, share culture. This is not so. I am Vudrani. Our culture very old. Older than Avistan, older than Garund. We claim Vudra around before Aroden walk as man. May not be true… but we are old. Philosophers spent much time on subject of love and love-play over thousands years. We have sacred books dedicated to love and love-play – man & woman, woman & woman, man & man, multiple peoples. Giving, sharing, caring. Not just sex – but loving, understand?” He looks to see if Alis is shocked before continuing, “Back in day, love was more ‘free’ than now. NOW, Vudra is more like Avistan. But we keep and revere sacred texts and knowledge… holy people do – Priests and Monks. Some practice old ways and some only new ways – but respect of divine nature of love, in any form, is there.” He pauses briefly trying to figure out where to go next.

”I don’t have much experience but have some, and have training from holy books. Have some experience with both women and men – prefer women. Sorry if that offends. It is truth. Now give you core of philosophy. Because my common so bad, I try to use analogy. Tried to talk in analogy with Suny and Lureene about it, but clearly not so good.”

“Philosophy is this – loves, relationships, even sex is butterfly. Ever try capturing butterfly? If grab too hard, break delicate wing. Butterfly never flies again and dies. Butterfly must fly to be butterfly. Cup hands to capture butterfly, may be gentle enough to not hurt, but butterfly must fly. Beats wings against cupped hands, no matter how gentle, and breaks own wings… again butterfly is broken. Only ONE way to safely have butterfly – open hand, it land in palm, appreciate it while there and when it ready to fly free be happy that it stayed with you as long as did. Can’t hold it. Can’t keep it. Love it – let it go. Understand? Love is appreciating and letting go, hoping someday butterfly comes back maybe but always happy still it is butterfly.” He looks around to see if the folks at the table are following him, hoping it makes sense.

”I never wanted Suny exclusive. Not stupid – knew she was flightiest of butterflies, prettiest of butterflies. Not angry because she was with Lureene. Would happily share, would happily have been with both at same time, if they like… Sorry, Rajkumari if that shocks but I am not of Avistan. What anger me was that neither show enough concern for friend to talk with me before they did it. And then lie about it afterwards. Came out of closet and lie to my face or pretend nothing happen. That is lack of respect; lack of care, decency, and love.” His scowl grows then departs, ”Master Laithoron’s squirrel story is similar. Suny is like squirrel, acting without sentience. Don’t see how that can be – but it appears so. Irony is, tried to talk with Suny about butterflies and things at studio earlier when she was hm wistful about water but seemed like she wanted to not have heart-to-heart conversation then so I let drop. Irony is, if conversation happened and understanding reached, none of this he makes a sweeping gesture that seemed to encompass the day’s events, ”would be happened. That is how fragile butterfly wings are – even my own.” He seems exhausted from having spoken so much common.


Male Sky Elf Game Master lv 20

Sense Motive on Alis 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29
Sense Motive on Havelock 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17
Sense Motive on Ravarath 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (9) + 12 = 21
Sense Motive on Morgaard 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (16) + 12 = 28

Eying Alis and the others to make certain everyone is ok, Laithoron responds, "It seems we have the same understanding of things. Well put. You know, the older I get, the more I have learned that is the chances left untaken, the things left unsaid that I regret the most. Speaking of which," he flags down your waitress to take your food orders now that the Hirschblut has finally been exhausted.

"As I was saying, it's not the mistakes that we make but rather the chances we never take that you will find you regret as the years go by. Had you managed to speak with Suny, yes, you might have gotten her to listen. Of course, who knows if my old friend Morgaard would have fared against Krixus without the rest of you joining them on the street."

"If you wish it, you might still speak to Suny again. I believe the commission I fitted Alissariel for will not be due for Alechsularis until next week, correct? Perhaps use that time to say what needs to be said to those who need to hear it..."


Rath shares a smile with the tailor "As said, you have Vudrani soul, Laith. And I could see, as I seen in my travels, that many peoples make assumptions about what I think without asking. Thought to clarify with friends here at least, would be good - but tiring. As for Suny, her common and my common seem too volatile, plus your words make me think she was really only wanting sex. Psh! Sex is easy - brothels everywhere - love/care/friendship is more rare and harder to find. Also, frankly, still hurting over this - not sure if more words are solution." He shrugs. He looks at the food being placed on the table, "But food is practical solution for moment!"


Trying it seems, to get out of his own head, Rath regards Morgaard, "Friend Morgaard, did Krixus have any bigger brothers? He was too soft for a good workout. Know where I can get a supply of them?"


Sense Motive DC 15:
Alis does not appear to be upset by anything Rath said. A bit surprised to hear his familiarity with matters of love-making perhaps, but neither upset nor offended. She also seems to be far more than just tipsy at this point.

"Well, I don't think Suny was just in it for the sex, but then she and I only just met yesterday so you never know. But yes, food is a very good idea right now. Good call Lord Aernelóth!"


Alis Kirmoon wrote:

** spoiler omitted **

"Well, I don't think Suny was just in it for the sex, but then she and I only just met yesterday so you never know. But yes, food is a very good idea right now. Good call Lord Aernelóth!"

Sense Motive Check 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

Rath watches the drunk Rajkumari with amusement, "Apology Laith, if I did not understand your squirrel tale rightly. Have been wrong a lot recently."


Male Human Summoner 2

Sense Motive: 1d20 ⇒ 19

"Yes, some food would be good."


Spoiler:
HP: 08/22, AC: 17(Max 21(T13,FF14), DR: 1(Water Based Critters), F:+4, R:+7, W:+2, Perc: +6, Init: +3.
Lureene Ourson wrote:

Lureene waves to Nelliel, "Good night hun, hope you sleep well."

Lureene cautions Suny, "I wouldn't do anything with that hun, if you damage it, there will be no way to undo it. I would just wait for Lady Alis to return, and ask her what to do with it. Nelliel said they are going to some place called Arcadia, with Rath-hun. Maybe they will let you tag along, especially if Rath-hun forgives you. It will certainly it will be an adventure!"

Lureene looks across at the empty bar, with only herself and Suny there, and says "Suny, hun, why don't you go up to my room, I think there is still some bathwater up there that is still warm. If Lady Alis and Rath-hun return later, I will send him up there."

At Lureenes' comments about the tube Suny playfully pokes the tip of her tongue out at her in response, "Feh! I want's t' know whut's inside is about. I seen enough crates an' things soaked in water t' know how delicate things become." She looks after the retiring Nelliel an sighs,

"I was hopin' t' finish our chattin'...ah well, m'be t'morrow?"

Lureene Ourson wrote:
She moves behind the bar, and hunts for something there. Finding exactly what she as looking for, she pours herself a shot, daring Mors to object, which he doesn't, and downs it with one swallow. Suny notes the look of bliss come across Lurenes' face. She then pours another shot, and heads back to the table, bottle in hand.

Suny plonks down upon a chair next to Lureene,

"Thank'e fer th' offer o' bathin', but I needs t' know how t' work th' fittin's a mite better fer me self an' c'n wait fer some one," And Suny grins impishly at Lureene, "Maybe t' teach me how they work?" Suny blushes at her admittance of ignorance, though quickly she brightens, "P'raps we c'n see about some vittles? I is kind'a hungry..." And her voice trails off.

It has been a while since some folks 'et. (^_^) Plus some folks din't get invited t' th' high flyin' an' fancy t'do, neither. (¬_¬)


Male Dwarf Barbarian 1

Morgaard absorbs all that has transpired over the last couple hours. He has since slowed his rate of drinking in order to preserve his current level of mild intoxication.

"Ah, women. Not other sort for beauty in this world. However, I'd agree in some cases, no worse sort of torment if one has taken hold in your heart."

Morgaard turns to Alis:

"I enjoyed the employ of your family greatly, though the antics of your and your sister were enough to drive a stone mad with rage at times. Reckless to wild abandon could not accurately depict the Kirmoon sisters in their youth." The dwarf chuckles, then continues.

"Hell, why not join with the Kirmoons again! Just for old time's sake, I'll be one to join your path whichever way it may lead. I was not planning on returning home for another couple season, so I am certinally game!"

Morgaard smiles, and pours another hirschblut for himself.


Suny wrote:
It has been a while since some folks 'et. (^_^) Plus some folks din't get invited t' th' high flyin' an' fancy...

Now technically Suny, Lureene, Havelock, and Rath were all invited. It's just that things got a bit too weird for everyone to remain in close proximity is all. ^_^;


Suny wrote:

Suny plonks down upon a chair next to Lureene,

"Thank'e fer th' offer o' bathin', but I needs t' know how t' work th' fittin's a mite better fer me self an' c'n wait fer some one," And Suny grins impishly at Lureene, "Maybe t' teach me how they work?" Suny blushes at her admittance of ignorance, though quickly she brightens, "P'raps we c'n see about some vittles? I is kind'a hungry..." And her voice trails off.

Lureene after downing the shot of Baileys, and feeling the sweet liquer, penetrating her body all the way to her wings, shivers with pleasure. She smiles at the elf, "You know, I completely forgot my manners, and I am still working here, especially since Rath-hun took the night off, the slacker!" The elf can tell the Baileys, coupled with the wine she had earlier, on an empty stomach, has turned her more than a little tipsy. "Let me see if there is any duck left." She enters the kitchen, and as the doors close behind her.

Suny Perception Check DC 10:

Spoiler:
Therena screams at Lureene, "Get Out! I will handle the dinner!", then the sound of a crack of lightning, followed by the smell of ozone.

Lureene re enters the bar, her skirt slightly singed, and says, "Therena will be serving us in a little bit." She pours a drink of Baileys for Suny, "Here try this, sooo delicious!"


Alis Kirmoon wrote:
Suny wrote:
It has been a while since some folks 'et. (^_^) Plus some folks din't get invited t' th' high flyin' an' fancy...
Now technically Suny, Lureene, Havelock, and Rath were all invited. It's just that things got a bit too weird for everyone to remain in close proximity is all. ^_^;

And you could, certainly, show up. At the very least, you saw where Havelock and Morgaard were going and/or heard Alis' invitation. If you wanna, show up... personally, I have no idea how Rath will handle it yet. :)


Ravarath wrote:
Alis Kirmoon wrote:
Now technically Suny, Lureene, Havelock, and Rath were all invited. It's just that things got a bit too weird for everyone to remain in close proximity is all. ^_^;
And you could, certainly, show up. At the very least, you saw where Havelock and Morgaard were going and/or heard Alis' invitation. If you wanna, show up... personally, I have no idea how Rath will handle it yet. :)

Hey! Can we get a little drunk first, so as to maximize the comedic value, he he.


Ravarath wrote:
And you could, certainly, show up. At the very least, you saw where Havelock and Morgaard were going and/or heard Alis' invitation. If you wanna, show up... personally, I have no idea how Rath will handle it yet. :)

Just no breaking anymore glass for one day, ok everybody? ~_^


Lureene Ourson wrote:
Hey! Can we get a little drunk first, so as to maximize the comedic value, he he.

Heh, well anything goes right? If you and Suny decide to show up, at least give me a bit of lead time so Alis and Laithoron can be in the middle of another song when you enter. :D


Alis Kirmoon wrote:
Ravarath wrote:
And you could, certainly, show up. At the very least, you saw where Havelock and Morgaard were going and/or heard Alis' invitation. If you wanna, show up... personally, I have no idea how Rath will handle it yet. :)
Just no breaking anymore glass for one day, ok everybody? ~_^

Nahh, I'll be good...ahh who am I kidding? Lureene is many things but good ain't of 'em


Alis Kirmoon wrote:
Lureene Ourson wrote:
Hey! Can we get a little drunk first, so as to maximize the comedic value, he he.
Heh, well anything goes right? If you and Suny decide to show up, at least give me a bit of lead time so Alis and Laithoron can be in the middle of another song when you enter. :D

done, and done


Alis Kirmoon wrote:
Ravarath wrote:
And you could, certainly, show up. At the very least, you saw where Havelock and Morgaard were going and/or heard Alis' invitation. If you wanna, show up... personally, I have no idea how Rath will handle it yet. :)
Just no breaking anymore glass for one day, ok everybody? ~_^

I think I can guarantee that Rath will try his best not to contribute to wrecking Rajkumari's Alis' date-night a second time. I think Havelock would decide to kill him... particularly given what Rath got away with. ;) Yeah, you know Alis was dying for a little monk-sum'tim-sum'tim.


Lureene Ourson wrote:
Alis Kirmoon wrote:
Ravarath wrote:
And you could, certainly, show up. At the very least, you saw where Havelock and Morgaard were going and/or heard Alis' invitation. If you wanna, show up... personally, I have no idea how Rath will handle it yet. :)
Just no breaking anymore glass for one day, ok everybody? ~_^
Nahh, I'll be good...ahh who am I kidding? Lureene is many things but good ain't of 'em

I have to play Rath straight so do me a favor - don't try the sex kitten number on him. (A) It will piss him off no end which may precipitate another scene and, (B) He became a Pathfinder by spending a year in Cheliax, with all manner of Succubi and whatnot roaming around... so, as far as I am concerned, he is 'immune' to those sorts of charms and wiles. Any attempt to use them on him will not amuse him. Feel free to cat around with anyone else in the bar. That is the fairest warning I can give you on that. You choose to try playing fast and loose - you take your chances. I'll play him as the situation warrants.

Just so you understand this... when I wrote the Studio walkout scene (and I passed a note to Laith about it). I deliberately did not give you guys a chance to stop him because I ruled (using my DM hat) that he was so mad, that if anyone got in his way, the VERY first thing he'd do is roll INIT and do Flurry of Blows with Stunning Blow - straight, no chaser. And I would have played that straight. So, if you tweak the nose of this lion... you do so at your own risk.


Lureene after pouring the shot glass for Suny, and seeing her at first sniff, then taste, and then gulps the Baileys down, giggles, and eagerly reaches for the bottle. As she helps herself to another shot, Lureene hears in her head,

ESP:

Spoiler:
"Hey Lureene"

Majjeff? What do you want

"I think you need to get to the Boars Head now, and hurry!"

Why, what's happening?

"Something terrible! Ravarath has decided to leave Cassomir! He will leave in the morning, and will not be returning to Limbo! You have to see him before he leaves!"

Oh no, Rath-hun! Don't go, please!!

Lureene grabs Suny by the arm and says, "We have to go to the Board's Head now! Rath-hun is leaving!"

She just has time to grab her stuff, no time to change now and waits for Suny to finish her second shot of the Baileys, before opening the front door, and heading back into Cassomir. Just leaving the inn, she calls out to Majjeff, "Thanks, hun!"

The skull utters a deep evil chuckle, startling Therena, and mutters, Don't mention it, he he he.

So noted Rath, she is pretty much a one trick pony though, so I will have to figure out a way to avoid trouble with Rath without causing issues with the other bar patrons, But hey that's what makes life interesting, he he.


Heading out into the cool night ait, with the breezes wafting in from the harbor, Lureene walks down towards the Boar's Head. The lack of light does not bother her, and by paying attention to the surrounding landmarks, she is determined not to get lost like before. Leading Suny along, she attracts more than several glances, considering the outfit she was wearing, not to mention her wings.

Before too long she sees her destination, and hurries forward, before Suny pulls her back. "'ey, mebbe me go'in 'irst ta see if'n he is actly in 'there." she gives the winged temptress a wink and leaves her standing out front, as she weaves unsteadily towards the entrance.

Aww crap, here is the flaw in my plan, I gotta wait for Suny to respond now.


Male Human Summoner 2
Alis Kirmoon wrote:
Still tipsy but much less drunk after having gotten some real food in her, Alis turns to Havelock and says, "Oh I just got another idea for a song! Want to try your hand on the harpsichord or would you rather watch the show?"

"I'll give it a shot." Havelock stands up, cracking his knuckles. "I guarantee nothing about the quality, however."

Aid Another to Preform, untrained: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

His playing isn't high-quality, but it doesn't detract from the singing.


Lureene Ourson wrote:
So noted Rath, she is pretty much a one trick pony though, so I will have to figure out a way to avoid trouble with Rath without causing issues with the other bar patrons, But hey that's what makes life interesting, he he.

I hear you. You can be Lureene to your heart's content @ anyone else in the bar or at the table. Get the whole bar hot and bothered... but Rath I would leave alone in that way. You wanna talk, great. Sex kitten stuff - not good. :) I named Rath as a pun off WRATH. It was always in his character concept - sweet guy who took a lot to blow but when it happened - look out!


Ravarath wrote:
I hear you. You can be Lureene to your heart's content @ anyone else in the bar or at the table. Get the whole bar hot and bothered... but Rath I would leave alone in that way. You wanna talk, great. Sex kitten stuff - not good. :) I named Rath as a pun off WRATH. It was always in his character concept - sweet guy who took a lot to blow but when it happened - look out!

No problem, man. I see this as a good learning experience for her, to make her see that she cannot use her body to get what she wants all the time. She has not mentioned her goals to you, but these are goals that cannot be obtained by sex. This is why the skull has provoked her to doing this, so she can learn how to be friends with a man (and woman) without sex being involved. Dealing with Rath, will make her grow as a person, assuming Rath doesn't kill her first, he he.


Male Dwarf Barbarian 1

Morgaard continues to enjoy the conversation.

Sense Motive DC15:
Morgaard seeks to not outdrink himself, but wishes the conversation would turn to more interesting topics such as adventure, battle, and the quest. Romance-oriented topics never sit well with Morgaard, as he finds them predominatly uninteresting. He continues to listen as a courtesy, but he's gotten a little bored at this point and is considering either retiring for the evening or walking over to another taven and starting a fight.


Ooof, the post-monster strikes again!

Still rather drunk but not in danger of being sick after having gotten some real food in her, Alis turns to Havelock and says, "Oh I just got another idea for a song! Want to try your hand on the harpsichord or would you rather watch the show?"

Havelock wrote:
"I'll give it a shot. I guarantee nothing about the quality, however."

"Alright, this will be fun!" Alis gives Havelock a kiss on the cheek and leads him up to the stage while Laithoron cues the lighting.

Couldn't find an instrumental but skip to 0:50 if you like. ;)

Perform Sing 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 10 + 2 = 21

Anything Goes wrote:

Times have changed,

As we've seen by the waterclock,
Since the grognards got a shock,
When they found out Pathfinders rock.
If today,
Any trollers should try to stem,
To get the Pathfinders giving in,
The grognards would jump on them.

In olden days a chainmail bikini
Was looked on as cheesecakey,
But now, gods know,
Anything Goes.

Good minstrels too who once knew better words,
Now only use four letter words
To compose, Anything Goes.

The planes have gone mad today
Astral's yesterday,
The first world is fey,
And in Limbo stays,
There's not night or day,
So just relax I say
The succubi just play
And though I don't have all the answers
I still like to see romancers
Take their repose,
Anything goes

Alis' eyes go wide when she sees who just entered the bar.

Quote:

When elves whose age is beyond eighty

In human bars are dating silly bimbos
Anything Goes

When bugbears pack and leave the forest
Because they decide they'd like a new condo
Anything Goes.

If casting new spells you like,
If bold bards you like,
If hirschblut you like,
If fair winds you like,
If low-cuts you like,
On this dress you like,
Why, who could then oppose!
When Starday night,
The monk who was a frog,
Is stealing kisses while his head's in a fog,
Anything Goes

The planes have gone mad today
Astral's yesterday,
The first world is fey,
And in Limbo stays,
There's not night or day,
So just relax I say
The succubi just play
And though I don't have all the answers
I still like to see romancers
Take their repose,
Anything goes

If slaying vast hordes you like
If Black Boar you like
If nymph ponds you like
If silk sheets you like
If fitting rooms you like
With young elves you like,
Why nobody will oppose!

And though I don't have all the answers
For men who think they are romancers
I know that when asked to dance
The song proposed,
Was Anything Goes...
Anything goes!


"Friend Morgaard, I hear Dwarven women has beards. Izzat tru'?" Rath is clearly pretty tipsy.

Music wrote:

The monk who was a frog,

Is stealing kisses while his heads in a fog,

"HEY! That's ME!" He seems vastly pleased.


Spoiler:
HP: 08/22, AC: 17(Max 21(T13,FF14), DR: 1(Water Based Critters), F:+4, R:+7, W:+2, Perc: +6, Init: +3.
Lureene Ourson wrote:

Heading out into the cool night ait, with the breezes wafting in from the harbor, Lureene walks down towards the Boar's Head. The lack of light does not bother her, and by paying attention to the surrounding landmarks, she is determined not to get lost like before. Leading Suny along, she attracts more than several glances, considering the outfit she was wearing, not to mention her wings.

Before too long she sees her destination, and hurries forward, before Suny pulls her back. "'Ey, mebbe me go'in 'irst ta see if'n he is actly in 'there." she gives the winged temptress a wink and leaves her standing out front, as she weaves unsteadily towards the entrance.

Suny wanders up to the doors of this new place.

Knowledge Local:1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11(Untrained) And does not recognize it as the building near where all of the kerfuffle had happened earlier that day. She pushes ind through the doors,

Perception Roll:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22 And hears the un-mistakable voice of Alis singing. Quickly following the sound she comes across the group seated around a table.

And an easy perception roll for every one there to spot the tall, brown skinned Elf approaching.

At seeing Ravarath, Sunys' initial reaction is to skill forwards, but then suddenly she stops, straightens and then walks slowly up to the him. She pauses for a moment and closes her eyes. Her lips move silently as she seems to focus on something, then she puts her hand forward in an offer as if to be shaken and says,

"Hello Ravarth, my name is Ellanisandriel and I am very pleased to meet you." Her tone is calm and slow, her voice even and measured. Those seated noted the concentration on the tanned features as Suny delivered her said words.

No reason Lureene can't be sneakin' in un'er my distraction? (^_~)

Awaitin' some ones' response. Sorry fer takin' so long t' post. Some folk has t' sleep some times. (^_~)


Perception Check 1d20 + 7 - 5 ⇒ (7) + 7 - 5 = 9(tipsy penalty)

It takes Rath a moment to understand what's going on, then he realises he STILL doesn't understand it. He looks at the proffered hand and then around the room as if he has somehow entered some weird alternate reality. Nope. Same world. He looks at the woman curiously. He shakes her hand and says "Hullo. I am Ravarath, Monk of Jalmeray, of the Impossible Kingdoms. I am also... very confused. But it is nice to meet you as well, Ellanisandriel." He makes sure to pronounce her name exactly correct. He then looks around. "Do you care to sit among us?"


Spoiler:
HP: 08/22, AC: 17(Max 21(T13,FF14), DR: 1(Water Based Critters), F:+4, R:+7, W:+2, Perc: +6, Init: +3.
Ravarath wrote:


Rath blinks for a moment. He looks at the proffered hand and then around the room. He looks at the woman curiously. He shakes her hand and says "Hullo. I am Ravarath, Monk of Jalmeray, of the Impossible Kingdoms. I am also... very confused. But it is nice to meet you as well, Ellanisandriel." He makes sure to pronounce her name exactly correct. He then looks around. "Do you care to sit among us?"

Suny nods, though only a small smile comes to her features. She sits carefully, hesitantly glancing at every one else who is seated at the table. It is when her eyes come to Morgaard that they stop and grow larger.

Suddenly there is a gurgled, churning noise heard from the region of Sunys' tummy region and a definite colour comes to the gum-nut brown Elfs' face.

"Um...oopsie..." She whispers, her head ducking as her hands flutter over the midriff of the same blue dress she has been wearing all day. Though now her ensemble has some sort of ragged netting added about her trim waist.


Rath notes the table is too small to fit everyone. "Please excuse." He has everyone grab their drinks and food then lifts the oak table out of the way and just as quickly replaces it with another, much larger table. "Where would you care to sit Ellanisandriel?" He makes it clear, she may sit nearly anywhere, near anyone, she does not have to sit next to him. The choice is hers.


Havelock methodically finishes out his brave improv on the ivory keys, adding a few flourishes of his own after Alis finishes the last refrain completely unaware of the potential calamity unfolding behind his back.

Alis Bluff 1d20 + 10 - 5 ⇒ (17) + 10 - 5 = 22 tipsy

Sense Motive DC 22:
You get the feeling that something has freaked Alis out.

Alis, somehow manages to keep her composure throughout the song only quickening the tempo once when she noticed Suny enter the tavern. When the song finishes, she leans over and says to Havelock, "That was great, you're a natural! I think I'll go to the bar and get us a bottle and some glasses, how's that sound?"

Before Havelock can say a word otherwise, Alis hops from the stage and hightails it to the bar. "Fey-blossom wine, bottle, oldest you have, quick!"

Turning around, she smiles and waves at the rest of your group.

Bluff 1d20 + 10 - 5 ⇒ (10) + 10 - 5 = 15 tipsy

Sense Motive DC 15:
Yep, she's seen Suny and is definitely worried about the outcome.

Bottle of wine and several goblets in hand, Alis returns to the table, eyes scanning the crowd for someone. I wonder if she figured out how to use those rings yet...

Perception for Lureene 1d20 + 7 - 5 ⇒ (10) + 7 - 5 = 12 tipsy

Is that her still over there by the door?

At the table in-a-flash, Alis deposits the wine and goblets and says, "Here'sanotherbottleofwineIgotoneofmyfavoritesbebackinamomentgirlstuff!"

And fast as a pixie she's by the door.

"Psst, Lureene, is that you?"


LOL! You're killin' me. Alis!


Ravarath wrote:
LOL! You're killin' me. Alis!

Hey, there's a reason we're called blonde BOMBshells ya know! :P

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