Acme wipes the bar's counter.
Lady Alaina wanted someone to keep the hearth fires burning sir. I could be excused from the battle. The last time I stood against the Steel Tsar I was bisected.
Biscotti sir?
Acme reacts instantly, dual mini guns sprouting from his shoulders
*BEEP*
You sir are an unauthorized intruder. Leave or be annihalated.
The two circular guns begin to spin up
*BEEP*
The sticky strands envelop Acme in a coccoon
STOP STOP STOP YOU ARE INTRUDING. THIS IS A NEUTRAL ZONE
*BEEP!*
SIR!
struggles against the magical bindings but is unsuccessful
"Hey, wreathe lord...."
*Putting his PDF aside, Sunny Godhead proceeds towards the portal*
The wasp flies out of the bathroom, carrying a book.
I came as soon as I...damn.
He goes to the body and checks it.
He's dead. Damn. Who killed him?
*BEEP*
A strange being sir, possibly some sort of undead. I have a recording, I'll beam it to the big screen kareoke by the stage.
Acme replays the scenario for TW, then gathers up the crumpled form of the Oracle.
*BEEP*
I will make sure he is put to rest properly.
Wheels the Oracle out to the meadows. In a shady corner, Acme digs a hole and gently places the Oracle's body within. Covering him up quickly he says a quick robotic prayer over him:
Wing nuts to wing nuts
Rust to rust.
Heads back to the clubhouse. Unnoticed near the new grave is the small patch of disturbed earth where the Tree Emperor planted the Seed that so changed Alaina ...
The Kittens fly back, having lost a third of their numbers to the Defectives.
The Wasp nods to himself, and tucking the note in his pack, hurries to the Runelord Roundtable.
The Wasp flies back.
Lynora! We can't get the Cleaver! Only KC can!
But we cannot get him free without the book. And we can't get that either.
A voice screams in Lynora's mind.
GO TO THE RUNELORDS THREAD!
LJ flies back in clutching the book and the Cleaver.
Okay, I got the book, now what?
LJ flies back in clutching the book and the Cleaver.
Okay, I got the book, now what?
Thieving Wasp nods. Now we gotta contact Kobold Cleaver. Gimme a sec to look it up....
Alaina appears, flying down on Minerva. She alights and walks over to Lynora-Jill. Her body is smidged and dirty, her hair frizzy and ratted. Her whip buzzes like and angry wasp in a jar.
I have been trying to stem the Defectives from advancing, but my wasps are starting to feel the strain. What's going on over here?
Looks to Acme
Where's the Oracle?
*BEEP*
I am sad to report miss that last night during your battle with the Steel Tsar a new evil being appeared and killed him. I had delayed in telling you for fear it would upset you during battle.
The robot looks down, eyes dimming a bit
I was unable to defend your realm, miss, and I am sorry.
Seeing her friend so badly worn from battle, LJ blows a small cleansing and restorative spell to Alaina.
The wasp found the book, and I had to fetch it. Now he's trying to find the spot that will tell us how to restore the kobold. At least, I think that's what he's doing.
Seeing her friend so badly worn from battle, LJ blows a small cleansing and restorative spell to Alaina.
The wasp found the book, and I had to fetch it. Now he's trying to find the spot that will tell us how to restore the kobold. At least, I think that's what he's doing.
No, we mustn't do that. That would free the goddess, and we aren't prepared to deal with that right now.
Ah ah! I found it!Okay, Lynora, we're gonna go into your mind to contact KC. You ready?
The wasp flies to perch on Lynora's shoulder.
Seeing her friend so badly worn from battle, LJ blows a small cleansing and restorative spell to Alaina.
The wasp found the book, and I had to fetch it. Now he's trying to find the spot that will tell us how to restore the kobold. At least, I think that's what he's doing.No, we mustn't do that. That would free the goddess, and we aren't prepared to deal with that right now.
Ah ah! I found it!
Okay, Lynora, we're gonna go into your mind to contact KC. You ready?
The wasp flies to perch on Lynora's shoulder.
Sure. I hope you have better luck with that than me. So far, it's like trying to talk to someone with a bad cell phone connection.
Seeing her friend so badly worn from battle, LJ blows a small cleansing and restorative spell to Alaina.
The wasp found the book, and I had to fetch it. Now he's trying to find the spot that will tell us how to restore the kobold. At least, I think that's what he's doing.
Alaina looks shaken by this and Acme's news. Lynora-Jill's small spell restores Alaina to her fresh-from-the-shower glory. She smiles at her friend and looks at the small wasp.
Do you need my assistance? She inquires
Alaina appears, flying down on Minerva. She alights and walks over to Lynora-Jill. Her body is smidged and dirty, her hair frizzy and ratted. Her whip buzzes like and angry wasp in a jar.
I have been trying to stem the Defectives from advancing, but my wasps are starting to feel the strain. What's going on over here?
Looks to Acme
Where's the Oracle?
Do you need help my lady? I can call a larger army of insects to aid your companions and allies.
Sure. I hope you have better luck with that than me. So far, it's like trying to talk to someone with a bad cell phone connection.Seeing her friend so badly worn from battle, LJ blows a small cleansing and restorative spell to Alaina.
The wasp found the book, and I had to fetch it. Now he's trying to find the spot that will tell us how to restore the kobold. At least, I think that's what he's doing.No, we mustn't do that. That would free the goddess, and we aren't prepared to deal with that right now.
Ah ah! I found it!
Okay, Lynora, we're gonna go into your mind to contact KC. You ready?
The wasp flies to perch on Lynora's shoulder.
This is gonna send us both INTO your mind. Right now, you're just listening from a distance. One moment...
Powers of the Board! send us to commune with the trapped ones! Send us into the Mind!Mist swirls around the two. Then, suddenly, they are inside Lynora's mind. There is no sight, no sound. Just thought.
To others, something clouds over the expressions of Lynora and Wasp.
"Alright, we're here. Where is the room with KC and the Goddess?"
This is gonna send us both INTO your mind. Right now, you're just listening from a distance. One moment...
Powers of the Board! send us to commune with the trapped ones! Send us into the Mind!
Mist swirls around the two. Then, suddenly, they are inside Lynora's mind. There is no sight, no sound. Just thought.
To others, something clouds over the expressions of Lynora and Wasp.
"Alright, we're here. Where is the room with KC and the Goddess?"
"Third door on the left. The red one, with all the boards nailed over it. And chains, and iron plating, and...I don't think you can actually tell what color it is any more really."
Acme grabs the goblin by the scruff of his neck and 'escorts' him to the omniportal.
*BEEP*
I'm afraid you have outstayed your welcome, sir.
Tosses him through.
Do you need help my lady? I can call a larger army of insects to aid your companions and allies.Alaina appears, flying down on Minerva. She alights and walks over to Lynora-Jill. Her body is smidged and dirty, her hair frizzy and ratted. Her whip buzzes like and angry wasp in a jar.
I have been trying to stem the Defectives from advancing, but my wasps are starting to feel the strain. What's going on over here?
Looks to Acme
Where's the Oracle?
Smiles at the Insect Lord.
We can use all the aid we can summon handsome! Head on over to the Roleplaying Thread. The battle still rages ..
"Third door on the left. The red one, with all the boards nailed over it. And chains, and iron plating, and...I don't think you can actually tell what color it is any more really."
This is gonna send us both INTO your mind. Right now, you're just listening from a distance. One moment...
Powers of the Board! send us to commune with the trapped ones! Send us into the Mind!
Mist swirls around the two. Then, suddenly, they are inside Lynora's mind. There is no sight, no sound. Just thought.
To others, something clouds over the expressions of Lynora and Wasp.
"Alright, we're here. Where is the room with KC and the Goddess?"
Something small and green comes scuttling through the gloom.
'Uh, this isn't Baba Yaga's hut any more is it?' the Witch-Hunter General's Flunkie asks.
'Where exactly is this place? One moment, I'm hot on the trail of one of the scariest of all witches on Golarion, and the next I'm here. And, uhh, why exactly are we standing outside a door which someone's tried to keep people out of so very hard?'
The priestess walks slowly and reluctantly toward the door. She had enjoyed every second of freedom from the goddess. She didn't like the possibility of once more finding herself trapped. But she remembered Sunny Godhead's promise of aid and the golden glow that had surrounded her and straightened her shoulders. This time she was determined to keep control of her own body. This time she was going to win.
*BEEP*
Hands the werewoof a Shiner Boch
They are all off to the Roleplaying Thread to fight the Dracolich, Lord Heathansson.
*BEEP*
Hands the Lord a steaming bowl
Beef chow mein sir?
Very good sir.
Brings out a fresh half-dozen Shiners and lines them up in a row on the bar.
The Witch Hunter General's Flunkie scuttles forward, trying to place himself between Lynora Jill and the door.
Whoa. Now wait a minute lady. I think I saw you at that Club Calistria place, dancing with one of the Jacks the other night, and you don't seem to me to be a bad sort. Where-ever this spooky place is which Baba Yaga has zapped me to, I don't think a good girl like you should be messing with doors like this.
Doors like this... I mean look at the SIGILS on it... look at the WARDS on it... He glances and then hastily averts his eyes. Uh - on second thoughts actually, probably best not to look at them- but doors like this are shut for a reason, and opening them is usually a Very Bad Idea, especially for whomever does it.
Alaina strides up to the werewoof, decked out in stilleto boots, adamantine chainmail bikini and large wasp-colored whip. Her red hair whips in the tropical breeze wafting in from the lagoon.
Lord Heathansson, are you going to join our battle? I was just preparing to depart when I saw you appear.
The priestess walks slowly and reluctantly toward the door. She had enjoyed every second of freedom from the goddess. She didn't like the possibility of once more finding herself trapped. But she remembered Sunny Godhead's promise of aid and the golden glow that had surrounded her and straightened her shoulders. This time she was determined to keep control of her own body. This time she was going to win.Thieving Wasp follows.
"Alright, now we can only hope that--"
He is cut off by a yell.
"Wasp! It's about time! We don't have long for this, so listen carefully! I am going to hand you each a small vial. Wasp, you shall get the 'vial' containing my power, or as much as I can spare while keeping the wards running. Lynora..."
There is a silence.
"You get the goddess's power."
There is a long pause.
No. You think I don't know her power inside out? I've been siphoning it for years to use for spells. I repurpose it to do good in the hopes that it would somehow make up for what she does with it. It's never enough. Her power is tainted, evil, it corrupts all who touch it. Find another way, kobold.
Uhh, this does not sound like good stuff going on. No wonder the old crone stuffed me right into the middle of it.