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"Urah has a good point... about not knowing who we could or should believe in this case... and I agree... checking out the crime scene first before asking questions... so we know what to ask when the time comes... is a good idea as well."

Sorry for my absence the last few week or so... Holidays and guests and family stuff, and seasonal depression have taken their toll... will be slowly catching up on all my games today...

"I'll help as I can... I hate the idea that your circus is being accused without any read definitive evidence of your involvement. INvestigating all this is, as Ella said, exactly the kind of thing we should and will do."

sorry if I'm slow posting the last few days and the next few as well... We are suffering from high winds and surrounded by fires in all directions. Constant power outages from the winds and service outages from both power problems and the fires are playing hell with my connection. I will post as I can, but please bot me if necessary.. thanks.

Gillii continues his inspirational song as walks up to the lizard so he's flanking if possible and tries to sap it into submission.

to hit: 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 + 1 = 18 +2 if flanking
dmg if hits, nl: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

He barks an order to the lizard.. "Drop it! Drop him, I mean!"

Gillii moves sideways and counter to the crowd, trying to get out of their way completely... as soon as he is, he starts singing to inspire his companions, hoping he can help them corral and capture the 'dragon'. He includes in his song lines to encourage them not to kill it, but just to catch it and put it back in its cage.

Gillii seems unsure of what he can do to help, so simply moves along with the others for now, not drawing any weapons yet... Just trying to get a clear view not with the crowd around.

reflex dc 10: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Gillii smiles when he sees the sphinx, impressed with her performance. It was almost as if she was roaring specifically to startle the audience and scare the kiddies. "Impressive, and beautiful." he whispers under his breath.

"Oh... I can't wait to see her, she sounds fascinating."

Gillii will marvel at all the various animals, especially the cute rolly-polly black and white bear. He'll turn to the guards and ask, "When can we see the sphinx? I've never seen one before... I've seen pictures, but not a real one."

Gillii smiles during the reading, nodding now and then in understanding... "Thank you so much Madame Hajeck... Your wisdom gives me hope." He leaves after the reading and wanders about, looking for something else to do... He heads toward the area where the sphinx will be shown.

"I have good gold to attract your spirits... and hopefully garner their goodwill as well." He puts 10 gold on the table in a small stack. If she seems disappointed, he'll add more to the pile, though in truth, he expects 10 gold is far more than she's used to getting for a reading at a traveling carnival. "I'd like to know a bit about love... So far it's eluded me. Every love in my life has ended in disappointment. I would know if that trend will change in the future."

Gillii slips into Hajeck's tent. "May I have a reading please? I've coin to pay for your time and insight."

Gillii examines the list of attractions via their posters, and smiles as he sees the option of visiting a Harrower, and the chance to see a real sphinx, if she is indeed that. Illusions can be tricky... their dragon and sphinx could be real or not.. will have to be very observant to not be taken for a fool. I hope it's all real though, that would truly be something special.

Just got home from the vet. Had to say goodbye to a dear companion kitty today. I'm a wreck and may or may not post later. Tomorrow morning I leave on a 4 day retreat, so my posting may be spotty if at all during those four days. Please bot me as necessary... sorry and thanks.

Sorry for all the troubles you have been dealing with and for your loss. Take your time... I'm not going anywhere.

He's fine... all better now... thanks.

Sorry if I'm a few posts behind... Husband is in surgery today and probably won't be able to post again til late tonight or tomorrow... Again, sorry for any delay - feel free to bot me to keep the action moving...thanks.

glad to know you are okay... and still with us... and that things are slowing down at work for you... busy is cool, but sometimes it can get overwhelming. Take your time and post when you can....

"I look forward to meeting with this Almara Delisen. I assume we have a little time to prepare for the trip, yes?" just need to do a little shopping :)

thanks for the chronicle... ready for Murder's Mark!

I have played it - with an all-tengu group - very fun mod.

Gillii sighs... it all seemed so .. well.. anti-climactic.. "SHall we go then?" He heads out.

perform sing: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

I'll risk it and try my unused folio reroll for this:

perform sing: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

"Too bad we didn't actually catch any of them to find out their intentions. Would have been good to interrogate them a bit."

Gillii makes a beeline for the door and takes a shot at the retreating sorcerer. He continues to sing.

to hit: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 3 + 1 = 18
dmg if hits: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

In addition to keeping up his song, Gillii moves south toward the doors, and the enemy, doing his best to keep out of Ella's way, not sure which direction she plans to go.

"Thanks, Ella, that was well-struck!" Gilli weaves those words into his song as he continues to inspire his companions until the last enemy is dealt with...

Gillii continues to sing and moves up, sap in hand, to provide flank for Ella.

to hit: 1d20 + 1 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 1 + 1 + 2 = 13
non-lethal dmg if hits: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Gillii will begin his song to inspire his party.

Gillii steps back behind the crates, nervously watching the skylights alternately with the door.

"No... who are YOU... and why are YOU here?"

I will be attending Strategicon from Friday through Monday... Will be able to make limited posts, but not reliably nor frequently... I will try to keep up with at least one post a day, but no guarantees. Please bot me as needed to keep up the pace of the game, thanks.

"I thought all snakes had snake badges... perhaps these fellows are from the other consortium? I think we can just hold them here for a few questions without tying them up, in case they are Kortos. If they turn out to be snakes, we can tie them up once we're sure."

Gillii waits til a fight actually breaks out before inspiring his team. He stands with his bow ready to fire up at the skylights in case that entrance is breached.

"What about those skylights... what if they come in that way? We've taken no precautions as far as that is concerned."

I will be traveling from Saturday morning until Weds. night (driving up north to see the eclipse). I will try to check in at least once a day, but if I miss a post time, please feel free to bot me to keep the flow going. I don't want to hold up the game.

"There's a whole squad of guards coming... they're down the street and splitting up to cover the back too... We've gotta get outta here, quick... You'd best lock up and hide any contraband, my friend." He addresses this last to the tavern keeper.

bluff aid dc 10: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

"I agree... before the scheduled meeting would be best."

Gillii pulls out some gold and joins it to the rest offered... "I'm in!" He puts 10 gold in the pile.

Gillii swims back up, shakes the water off himself, twists his hair to get the excess water out of it. "Well that didn't help much... the pilings the building is constructed on are strong and firm, it would take too long, be too noticable and too loud to disable them. We'll have to come up with another ploy. Perhaps we could just 'suggest' to the owner to close up and take a day off tomorrow or we'll expose his fake pearl business. IF their meeting place is closed, hopefully they'll each discover that fact at different times and go their separate ways."

"Sure... safety in numbers after all... let's go for a swim, I could use a good soak."

"Flooding is great... I like water, and I can try to make it do my bidding..."

"Maybe we could... I dunno.. find a way to shut down the meeting place... wasn't it in a local tavern? Maybe we could arrange a rat infestation, or a seriously damaging bar fight?"

"Let's try whichever one is closest to where we are now maybe?"

Gillii gathers up as much as he can carry of the 'loot' so nothing gets left behind... "Let's get out of here... these people will survive or not, but it appears they want none of our help right now, and there's not much we can do for them."

"I think Urah is right... we don't really have time to rehabilitate all these people... they will recover or not on their own and find their way out of here if they do. We can always report this when we deliver our findings and let others with time and resources come down and see to them if possible..."

Gillii helps with the search... taking 20 for a 27 if possible, otherwise:

perc: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Gillii continues to sing inspiring his party. If Laszlo hasn't yet succumbed to his wounds, he'll take a shot at the fellow.

to hit: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 3 - 4 = 2

... but the arrow recoverable over 50: 1d100 ⇒ 84 skitters along the floor before coming to rest on the ground behind Laszlo.

Gillii starts singing again... a strange, almost ethereal melody and in a language that evokes sussurating waves and the flow of the tides. Despite it not being in common (Aquan), it is quite inspiring.. +1 to hit and damage