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Quote from: Sirus on March 08, 2014, 03:57:10 pm

Well, the company might be lacking and the decor even more so, but at least Keyleth was refreshed. She left the tavern and decided, on a whim, to try and find that castle mentioned in the note. Maybe she could see those crown jewels everyone kept talking about.

((You missed this one.))

No I didn't. Look at the first post on Page 10.

((Immaterial is right, it is pew. Unless, of course, you meant that he sat down on a Welsh guy. In that case, Pugh may be valid.))
The mysterious man, if he could be called a man, was cloaked and hooded, but when he threw off his hood, we could see that he was made of some sort of ectoplasmic material. Perhaps he was a ghost of some sort. Regardless, should we be going to see the Lady now? No doubt she will not appreciate being kept waiting.

Jakme looks worried, and looks sort of down and over to the side -- approximately at his elbow -- as he murmurs to himself. You catch snippets of what he says.

"Oh no... this can't be... crisis... can't let this happen..." so on and so forth.

He looks up, and speaks.

"All of you, come with me. We have a crisis on our hands." Jakme urgently beckons toward the castle.

Is it too late to join?

If not, I have dibs on Japan, with a nice set of pink and navy stripes, or, barring that, pink.

Quote from: The Ensorceler on March 08, 2014, 04:27:04 pm

-future snip-

"Oh, I was wondering about that... well, I did apprehend some thieves earlier, with the assistance of a wonderful goliath- Oh, hello David. -and now have in my possession a smattering of jewelry formerly belonging to one Halflady Elyd."

You ended up catching them, did you? Well done. I was wondering if you would.
Turning back to the Eladrin, Rhogar says, The same troll I was just telling you about. You know, the one summoned by the mysterious entity? He was disguised as a thief, but then he threw back his hood and said some sort of spell, involving the phrase "trololol", if I recall correctly. You wouldn't happen to know the spell, would you?

Jakme responds, "What did this mysterious entity look like? He must have been very powerful to summon a troll with but an incantation."

"It was not a natural troll? I'm glad there isn't really an infestation of sewer trolls."

Jakme responds,
"So am I."

Greet the Elradin with my holy symbol shown.
"The town guard would find the remains of a foul creature at the sewers."
Gharahrn said to the Elradin as he put away the symbol.

The eladrin responds, "Hello. I am Jakme Fallensky. I have heard of the foul creature you speak of."

Damirion stands still in where he was when the battle ended, pondering what just happened. While everyone does their thing, he walks over to the body and examines it.

A Troll. Not just any monster, a Battle Troll. These creatures, they're too powerful. I remember many heroes who fell to even weaker Trolls. And, from what I can tell, a specter. A fiend from the Shadowfell. This is not normal. Not in the very least. And those people- together we managed to...

Slowly, he looks up and notices most people have left. He chuckles to himself.

Fools. All of them. Well, look like now it's my job to drill it into their brains that we need to stay together.

He turns to whoever is left and tells them to follow him. He goes outside to the Market Square and shouts at the top of his lungs,

Hey everyone! Have any of you seen a Dragonborn, Elf, Halfling and Goliath who happen to be warlocks, paladins, warlords, and rangers?! Like, people who shouldn't be here at all?! If so, please tell me where they went! Thank you!

In the lair, there remains a half-elf, but the half-elf does not hear you. Outside, a few people direct you to North Castle.

Quote from: Cmega3 on March 08, 2014, 08:30:39 pm

Hey everyone! Have any of you seen a Dragonborn, Elf, Halfling and Goliath who happen to be warlocks, paladins, warlords, and rangers?! Like, people who shouldn't be here at all?! If so, please tell me where they went! Thank you!

Keyleth almost responded when the person said "elf", but then he mentioned "paladin" and she felt he could be safely ignored. Unless she saw an elf paladin, in which case she would gladly notify the shouter.

You do as such and continue with your life as it had gone before.

((SO MUCH HAPPENED))

I guess leave, since everyone else has by now, go find a pub or something.

You leave the lair and step into a pub with a sign proclaiming it as "The Wagon of Mighty Parties". There are several bored-looking halflings inside.

David enters the church. If a [local ceremony of worship] is in progress, then sit in the back, and wait for it to conclude. If not, ask around for the [local religious authority].

David enters the church. If a [local ceremony of worship] is in progress, then sit in the back, and wait for it to conclude. If not, ask around for the [local religious authority].

You enter the church and find the end of an Enkolsday (Ekris' version of Sunday) worship ceremony in progress. You take a seat in an abandoned pugh (I think that's correct) in the back of the church.

Stop messing around and just blast the passage open again. Then, search the meeting room for stuff.

You use your warlocky powers to blast the wall open. There is no loot remaining, unless you count some crude wooden chairs and a poorly made circular table.

Looking back, I think I said that for the sake of saying it. Now I feel slightly dumb.

At the very least it proves he's not right on the money, at least to me. He might have gotten one thing right, I dunno.

Did you not note my change of heart?

I had made a rash decision, good sire. Forgive me, please.

please tell me that what happens in mafia stays in mafia

So, I finally manage to flick on a James Bond movie that isn't half over, A View of a Kill or whatever from 1985. In the start, they mention James found a microchip on the body of 003 in Siberia.

The "WTF" thing is, one time, I played this 007 game on a gamecube, Everything or Nothing, from 2002 or so. In it...

Now that I look around, I agree with mastahcheese. VOTING IMPERIAL GUARDSMAN. I'm sorry for doubting you, Cromwell you cheese master cat you.

Also, I see that I was kind of stupid earlier. I'm sorry, Caz and Darkstar.