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I approve. Olivius would totally do that.

Here here!

My heart skipped a beat too...

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We will survive :o

Olivius waits until Bolus is turned away to make a face at the paladin.
Sounds good. Olivius takes the lead and strides over to the huge door. One tap with his knuckles confirms his fear. These doors are think. How they got up here I'll never know, but we probably aren't opening them without magic.
He looks around for a magic activator.

Olivius winks and his aura returns to normal. Just messing with ya, big guy.

If Bolus tries again, Olivius will appear as a beacon of moral purity, just to mess with him. If he pond a third time, he'll be back to his neutral self. Then he'll turn and wink at Bolus.

Just for fun, and maybe because he's having a slight mental break after the last few days, Tolus feels the ping of paladin magic and decides, You know what, I'm totally evil right now. Ping me, big man. And ping he does. Like a bonfire at a festival.

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:( I hope you find something both enjoyable and financially feasible

As Olivius follows Bolus out he his struck dumb once again at the sight of the planet before him . It was ROUND!. In spite of this being his second time seeing it, he still struggles wrapping his mind around it. Why don't we fall off?

After a long moment, he pulls himself to the task at hand and instinctively starts looking for the exits.

discern realities: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 3) = 7
What here is useful or valuable to me, specifically the exits.

Afoot, thank the gods. Olivius moves to help people get upright and checks his gear. Thankfully, none of the explosive flasks had been smashed. That would have been unfortunate.

Viola gets a grumpy grumble of an OK from Olivius as he struggles with the web of cables.

1d6 ⇒ 2
1d8 ⇒ 2
-1 armor = 1 damage.

If Olivius had strapped himself down he'd be fine.
His strut served him well when the world went sideways and all. It even served him well when the lights went out. It didn't serve him so well when the world actually Tipped Over. Olivius would have been crushed without some quick acrobatics and an emergency pulse from his rocket boots. He flies across the cabin, over the rail, and lands under the main deck in a mass of ropes made from the same material as some of the ropes, no, Cables, in Hardworthy's lab. It takes a few grunts and some wiggling, but he is able to free himself with only a few bruises to show for it.

Olivius latches onto the nearest strut and holds on. Any second now they should dash themselves against the sides of one of those mountains. Then again, they could be disappearing right now. He was so confused.
Still, he makes a mental note to ask the doctor about the chalk drawing when the world stops going sideways.

Ahh. Cool.

Olivius is perplexed by the box. It's smaller on the outside... he mumbles, but he is once again forced to surrender himself to the weird.

He wanders as the man turns knobs and flips switches, and can't help but case the "vessel" out of habit. His professional eye scans everything for items of value.

discern reality, +1 race bonus: 2d6 + 0 + 1 ⇒ (3, 3) + 0 + 1 = 7
What here is useful or valuable to me?

Were we ever given Yala's stats?

Olivius is rather grumpy about it, but he obeys the crazy man. His hands are in his pockets, which is to say he has a throwing knife in one hand and a grenade in the other.

What... You mean to tell me that there's two of them! Olivius spits. And you've Activated it! Nonononono, there has to be more. That solves nothing. As of now we're even deeper in this crap than ever! He throws up his hands and mutters something about his pay.

My second, another daughter, was born at 5:41 pm US Eastern time. I have no idea what this week do to my posting. We'll see. I hope it doesn't disrupt it too much, but, again, we'll see.

It's ok man. Things have been on hold while Froggy tends to his tadpole. :)

One of these days I'm going to choose to detect as evil, just for kicks. :)

Ya, work seems to have successfully performed an Overrun maneuver on a few people I know, including me. Thanks for the update. :)

Actually, I'm having some of the professor's misgivings. Why has the Hand waited so long to eliminate the Beacons? And why use us in the first place? It's not like they couldn't do it themselves.
He ignores the retreating man.

Fine, yes. We are with the Hand (though I am beginning to question whether joining was good for my mental state).

Olivius subconsciously turns to keep Sinathel in his sight. Any wrong moves and this visitor was going to get knifed.

Olivius, being from a time before there was such thing as a "drinking age", doesn't register what she's asking and continues evaluating whether or not he's actually experiencing all this. His running theory is that Bolus, Sinathel, Dambreth, and Himself are all caught in some illusion.

Olivius stares in obvious disbelief. This entire ordeal has strained credibility, and more a man in a blue box just appeared out of nowhere...

Nope. His mind just isn't accepting that. Instead of answering the hallucination he turns and asks to anyone, Does anyone have a drink?

Which Doctor are we talking about here?

Dead by my hand. Dambreth and I are going to inspect the body if you wish to come along.

I am in danger a lot, aren't I. At least I didn't almost die this time!

Olivius bows before Sinathel with an easy grace gained from the custom of his time. A student owes all he is to his matter, my dear. I could never hold a candle to your prowess.

Olivius shrugs. All I know is I'm glad he didn't bite me. Look at those teeth! Looks like a thing from one of my Uncle Barnum's "Sea Monster" stories. He always made so much money with those.

Secretly, Olivius was worried for the newly aged Dambreth. He couldn't imagine what would have happened to him in the same circumstance.

Oh, fulfilling assignment. Chaotic: lap into battle without a plan.
I did this. Literally. So I just need one more XP! Maybe two NPC bonds for 1 XP?

End of session:

Did we learn something new and important about the world?
Kinda? Discovering future orc culture in spite of the fact that we proceeded to blow it up? Yes?

Did we overcome a notable monster or enemy?
Definitely

Did we loot a memorable treasure?
Does buying a bunch of ordinance count? Because I still have most of that left. ;)

Bonds:

Sinathel is out of her element in this city. I will see to the druid's well being. 
Resolved. Sinathel is doing just fine.
Proposed: "Sinathel has a great interest in that egg. I will assist her in caring for it. "

Temellen, "I will stick a throwing knife in your spine and then gut you, slowly. "
Resolved, though he died quicker than I'd like. (No XP)

Yala, "This woman is an enchanting mystery. I will discover the extent of her talents"
Resolved: She hasn't done anything really new in a while.
Proposed: "I wonder why she followed us from her home in the distant past. "

"Bolus is now on my side of the law. I will help him see the humanity of the 'criminal'."
Resolved. I am no longer concerned about his view on criminals in general.
Proposed: "Bolus doesn't seem like the typical paladin in a lot of ways. I will discover the source of his powers. "

"Viola asks far too many questions"
Totally.

Proposed: "Halwyr needs to keep a leash in that magic. It runs wild far too often.

Proposed: "Dambreth is back! I wonder what his experience behind the grave was like."

Proposed: "I feel like Eldar is here for me. I must determine if this is true. "

Proposed: "Borack the Despoiler... I wonder why he is called that. "

In total, 5 XP gained for a total of 10. 12 needed to level. I could level if my two resolved NPC bonds grant XP. Maybe? Please?

Tolus trots yo to the group with a grin on his face in spite of the pain. I have fulfilled my oath. Temellen is dead, but he wasn't an elf. I don't know what he was, but it was a monster, no doubt.

subtracting armour: 1d6 - 1 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 - 1 = 2

Olivius rolls over and winces. That's gonna bruise. He told to his feet and makes his way toward the pillar of smoke that marks where Bolus should be. Thankfully, the boots make the rugged terrain manageable, though he can't use them too much at the risk of sharp pains.

Just so everyone is aware, I am weeks away from the birth of my second spawn. My posting may become sproatic or drop off a bit as the wife needs me more and more with the approach of The Time.

I don't foresee huge gaps, but I wanted to give youall a heads up, just in case.

The early levels are always the fastest. :)
Congrats Mr. Daddy DM Frogfoot!

Congrats! I have my second due in about a month. :)

They land. Olivius feels awesome. Then she starts talking. Her questions are so persistent that he almost misses the warning.
Gods no, woman! He tears the goggles from his face and shoves them in a pocket. We are blowing it to kingdom come. Now come on! We need to be gone now or we'll die with it!
He spots Bolus's downed flier and runs straight off the side of the spire in that direction. It's quite the drop to the descending path below, but the boots were made for this kind of thing and he easily runs his way down the face of the rock.
Once on the ground he uses the boots to bound from high point to high point, crest to crest.

Defy Danger, just in case you deem it necessary: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (5, 1) + 3 = 9

Are Bolus and company within the bomb's blast radius?

Damn Olivius, calm down with the double 6s bro!

:D

Olivius quickly sheathes the blade that was talking now, as if that would make it stop. He thanks his lucky stars for all those times he scaled castle walls and cliff faces for scores as his fingers grip like vices as he spins.
Suddenly, an elf (a real one!) comes swinging into jumping range! On... wires? Oh well. He braces his feet on the body of the plane, times her swing, and jumps with a blast from the boots with the intention of boosting them out of harms way and up toward a high point. He needed to get his bearings.

Defy Danger, Int to time the jump: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (6, 6) + 2 = 14

Dagnabbit, Dambreth! Stop tugging at my heart strings!

Also, fix your alias. :)

But seriously... there is tension everywhere right now!

Exactly. I was trying to paralyze him before so I could kill him at my leisure, but that didn't work. This is one soul I kinda hope I don't collect.
Besides, he's a weakling. I don't want that polluting my collection!

Depending on whether he hits his head before our after Olivius attacks, I may have just absorbed his soul into the dagger. :)

damage taken: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0
Olivius ignores the awkward stab because it is deflected by his leathers.

If this was a heist it would be time to cut and run. If this were a simple job he would have declined in the first place.
But this wasn't just a job. And Temellen wasn't an elf. That made things easier, believe it or not. If the monster wanted to spin...
Let's dance, b#*¢@rd.
He shoves the lever over until it stops, then slashes at Temellen's face.
Hack'n'slash: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (6, 4) + 3 = 13
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8 Not adding damage in order to avoid any counter attack
Defy Spinning, str to brace: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 5) = 6
What a time to mark an XP

Olivius throws his cloak over his face as the flames roll through the cockpit. His vision is other worldly and he takes a moment to make sense of what he is seeing, all the while dodging shots from Temellen.
In spite of all that, Olivius is calm and quiet like a great cat on the hunt. He can see; the mark can't. It's dark, confusing, his hatred of flying and the feeling that he's about to get hanged again are hanging up on his clear head, but the target is in sight. The mark is in reach. And Olivius, well he's a professional. He doesn't choke.

A simple, quiet roll to the right brings him behind the Elf. Any noise is easily masked by the blaring alarms. Olivius couldn't be more in his element.
As hope springs eternal for the Elf, even add his hand gasps the suit, Olivius strikes.

called shot, head: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (5, 1) + 3 = 9
Stunned
backstab: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (5, 4) + 3 = 12
damage: 1d8 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + (2) = 4
Create +1 forward for the next person to act against him

Olivius clobbers Temellen over the back of the head with the hilt of the Spirit Dagger, then fulfills his promise and expertly inserts his dagger from home between the shoulder blades of his prey and, hopefully, between vertebra for effective paralysis.