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            Brian:
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            Just waitin' on one more...
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      Adam has connected.
    
    
    
      
        
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            Brian:
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            anyone in need of recapin'?
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            SyRaX:
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            I don't think Aaron knows what 
            happened anyway
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            SyRaX:
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            Just saw some dudes talking alleged 
            nonsense and then sold a sword
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            Brian:
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            ohh yeah, last session was a giant 
            mess of party splits
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            SyRaX:
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            If you want to give recaps you should 
            probably give them privately
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            SyRaX:
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            I don't need it tho
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            Adam:
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            I heard there was a feast
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            Brian:
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            The feast is that evening, and it is 
            assembled with great haste. So much so, in fact, that nobody 
            seemed able to find a place for it and before long tables were 
            being set out on the front lawn.
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            SyRaX:
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            some royal feast is that
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            Adam:
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            The great hall was already taken
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            Brian:
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            The king himself has shown himself, to 
            the adoring crowd that stands outside the guard perimeter, on the 
            only table they had time to decorate along with Artyom and a few 
            folks you can't recognize. You may go great Artyom if you would 
            like, but the crowd already assembling around this wonderboy is 
            far to great for you to get any words of importance in.
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            SyRaX:
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            I'll stay here for a bit
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            Brian:
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            As the disorganized mob pushes towards 
            the tables, you notice that most folks sit based on military 
            position (assume all tables at the slots are filled. Some folks 
            are flat out eating while standing while servants are wondering 
            what to do). Eldati sits mostly around a few priests and the Order 
            of Blood members who were wrapped up into this, and Sir Eryson is 
            surrounded by his own knights.
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            Brian:
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            You two, as fate would have it, were 
            pushed by the tides directly accross from each other.
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            SyRaX:
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            what a coincidence
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            SyRaX:
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            what food did we get?
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            Brian:
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            I have just the generator for that!
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            Brian:
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            Smoked Salmon Salad: 7sp Breaded 
            Breast of Chicken, Whiskey & Mushroom Sauce: 5sp 7cp Garlic and 
            Basil Leg of Lamb: 7sp 2cp Basilisk Knuckle Roasted in Beer: 12gp 
            Mutton, Lettuce and Tomato: 7sp 9cp Kito's Spiced Potatos: 8sp 9cp 
            Stuffed Mushrooms with Thyme & Creamcheese: 4sp 7cp Roast Beef 
            Served with Cranberry Sauce: 7sp Honey Glazed Carrots and 
            Parsnips: 5sp Chicken Liver Pate and Bread: 5sp 9cp Spicy 
            Hellhound Claws: 6gp
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            SyRaX:
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            have I ever eaten this good in my life?
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            Brian:
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            Once or twice at a wedding, maybe.
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            Adam:
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            Spicy Hellhoud Claws. Dang.
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            Brian:
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            As far as presentation, you have seen 
            better, but you still are in no position to complain.
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            SyRaX:
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            I take a bit of everything and eat 
            greedily but try not to be too obvious about it
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            Adam:
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            I'm gonna try one of those Basilisk 
            Knuckles
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            Brian:
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            As for drinks, it looks like mostly 
            ales, save for a generic "whiskey"
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            Brian:
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            Amazingly, they seem out of wine
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            SyRaX:
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            I won't complain, the food is good 
            enough
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            Ilaiya:
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            I didn't even know the Basilisk was 
            real.
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            Ilaiya:
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            Have you ever seen one alive, sir 
            knight?
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            Cerim Potter:
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            Perhaps a knight would, but I have 
            not. I thought they were large serpents, so the knuckles confuse 
            me even moreso.
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            Ilaiya:
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            You're not a knight?
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            Cerim Potter:
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            No, no. Just a guard off duty.
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            Cerim Potter:
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            Are you a knight?
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      Cerim Potter: (( clearly joking ))
    
    
      
        
          
             
            
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            Ilaiya:
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            Me?
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            Ilaiya:
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            No, I just give the knight's ladies 
            their baths and wine.
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            Ilaiya:
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            I wasn't getting praise by the Lord 
            Commander himself for my heroics.
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            Cerim Potter:
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            Oh, all that? It's mostly exaggerated. 
            Sometimes even a guard has danger to face.
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            Ilaiya:
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            Did someone attack the palace?
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            Cerim Potter:
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            No, no. There was some scuffle down 
            south. It seems to have all been cleared up by now.
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            Ilaiya:
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            Ahh. Well you must have been a good 
            job.
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            Ilaiya:
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            You weren't down in Glenswood or 
            Ensiph, were you?
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            Cerim Potter:
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            Aye, it was Glenswood.
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            Ilaiya:
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            I heard Artyom and Ephnyr and Cerim 
            were down there, and they slew an army of the dead. Is that true?
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            Cerim Potter:
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            Aye, but it was Artyom who did most of 
            the work. Ephnyr and I were mostly there for moral support. Ha!
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            Cerim Potter:
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            That Artyom knows magic like I've 
            never seen before.
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            SyRaX:
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            are these three popular here? do I 
            know them?
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            Brian:
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            You have heard of Artyom briefly. He 
            apparently has superpowers or something, and the whole feast is in 
            this guy's honor.
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            Brian:
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            You've met Cerim back in the meeting 
            from before, but besides that never heard the name.
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            Brian:
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            Never heard of Ephnyr.
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            Ilaiya:
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            Ohh, he's no priest, trust me. Artyom 
            is actually Emita's brother, and she's told me all about him. 
            *laughs*
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            Ilaiya:
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            If it wouldn't get my head chopped 
            off, I would have some stories to tell about all three of them!
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            Cerim Potter:
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            You know Emita?
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            Ilaiya:
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            Well yes. She's a lady from the 
            villages whom Ephnyr rescued from the dead. She's been making 
            quite an impression amoung the ladies at court.
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            Ilaiya:
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            And such a kind girl to the servants, 
            so rare amoung the ladies.
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            Cerim Potter:
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            Villages Ephnyr rescued from the dead? 
            This I must hear.
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            Ilaiya:
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            What? Ohh, no no. He just saved Emita. 
            It wasn't until they joined Cerim and Artyom that they saved a 
            village.
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            Ilaiya:
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            She told me that they met by sheer act 
            of the Gods in an inn while Cerim was aiding her to find Artyom, 
            only to find out that Artyom was already getting ready for a quest 
            by the king, and they all went off together to fight whatever evil 
            is hunting us.
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            Cerim Potter:
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            Well, she's certainly lucky to have a 
            knight like Ephnyr to protect her.
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            Ilaiya:
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            Sometimes...I wish I had a knight 
            winning my favor...
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      Cerim Potter: (( takes a drink ))
    
    
      
        
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            SyRaX:
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            aww that's so cute
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            Brian:
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            Do you two start any other 
            conversations, or just keep quiet for a bit?
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            SyRaX:
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            I just quietly observe
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            SyRaX:
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            maybe try to listen into the other 
            conversation
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            SyRaX:
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            of Artyom and whoever
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            Brian:
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            Alright then. Ilaiya eventually drifts 
            to another table.
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      Cerim Potter: (( okay ))
    
    
      
        
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            Brian:
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            might have actually been asked to be a 
            servant again. Hard to tell.
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            Brian:
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            Some time after, the elven priest form 
            before taps on Cerim's shoulder.
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            Cerim Potter:
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            Yes, Father?
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            Father Austliem:
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            Excuse me, you were on the mission to 
            Glenswood, right?
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            Cerim Potter:
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            That's correct.
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            Father Austliem:
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            I just wanted to confirm, you burnt 
            the bodies to keep them from returning?
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            Cerim Potter:
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            Yes, we did. Is there a problem?
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            Father Austliem:
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            No no. I wanted to thank you, and 
            Artyom if I could get to him.
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            Father Austliem:
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            I just don't know when I'll run into 
            you again, and I need to spread the word once I get to the 
            villages again on how to deal with this.
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            Cerim Potter:
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            I'm glad I could've been of service. 
            You might have trouble getting to Artyom, though. He's been rather 
            popular lately.
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            Father Austliem:
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            I noticed.
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            Father Austliem:
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            But why wouldn't he be? First to be 
            blessed by Correlon Lorethian like that.
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            Cerim Potter:
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            No one will claim he doesn't deserve 
            it.
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            Cerim Potter:
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            Let's just hope none of the other gods 
            bless their folk similarly
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            Father Austliem:
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            Hmm?
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            Cerim Potter:
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            I know I wouldn't want to fight 
            someone like Artyom.
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            Father Austliem:
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            You don't think another god has that 
            kind of power, do you?
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            Cerim Potter:
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            You're the man of the cloth. You tell 
            me.
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            SyRaX:
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            "man of the cloth" I gotta write that 
            one down
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            Father Austliem:
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            When Nerull tried to destroy my home, 
            he had to resort to using decaying bodies.
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            Father Austliem:
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            If he could created a perfect being as 
            our lord has, he would have long ago.
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            Father Austliem:
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            *to Aaron* You have played with these 
            black swords he made. What do you think of Nerull's power?
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            Aaron:
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            I haven't *played* with them yet, 
            father.
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            Aaron:
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            I'm still waiting for the results of 
            the experiment ...
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            Father Austliem:
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            What was it the knights were going to 
            do?
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            Aaron:
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            I just overheard them trying to 
            scratch a live pig to see if it turns.
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            Father Austliem:
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            Hmm.
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            Father Austliem:
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            I just hope they don't blow off what 
            they find, and say the pig just grew mad or something.
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            Father Austliem:
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            You really never tried it out yourself?
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            Brian:
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            Unless you want to say you did what 
            something with it. I will have to tell you what the results were 
            though after you did it.
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            Aaron:
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            No, I didn't. These swords looked ... 
            shall we say "otherworldly", and I didn't want to risk anything.
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            Father Austliem:
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            I don't suppose we could borrow one?
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            Aaron:
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            Who is "we"?
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      Jaden has connected.
    
    
      
        
          
             
            
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            Guard 9:
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            The king requests silence!
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            Brian:
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            you notice a few guards are passing 
            the message around, and the crowd grows quiet.
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            Guard 9:
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            His Majesty, king Issald Glistar, 
            first of his name, peak of the elves, and purger of orcs.
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            King Issald Glistar, first of his name:
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            Greetings, greetings.
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            King Issald Glistar, first of his name:
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            Today, truely, is a glorious day!
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            King Issald Glistar, first of his name:
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            For we have been loyal to our lord, 
            and he has rewarded us. Behold, the perfection of Corellon 
            Lorathien!
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            Brian:
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            He gestures to Artyom, as though they 
            already rehersed this.
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            Artyom Cooper:
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            Today I stand before you, a simple 
            peasant before, but both my god and king have seen it fit to 
            bestow upon me great power.
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            Artyom Cooper:
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            As such, I will do as much as I can 
            with that to protect these domains, and bring us into an era of 
            new glory.
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            Artyom Cooper:
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            I propose a toast
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            Artyom Cooper:
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            For God and King!
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            Sir Eryson:
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            No magic?
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            Brian:
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            The crowd, apparently not picking that 
            up in time, soon drowns him out by repeating your toast. An 
            awkward silence ensues around the royal table, that the others are 
            too far to notice.
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            Jaden:
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            Artyom responds to him in a quieter 
            tone, not enough for everyone to hear, except those close by
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            Artyom Cooper:
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            There will be plenty of time to 
            demonstrate my magic in the battles to come, if you wish to see 
            it, join me there
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            SyRaX:
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            Can I make some sort of Insight check 
            to see if he's hiding that he doesn't really have magical powers?
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            Brian:
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            you may roll int+wisdom to try and 
            counter his deciet roll, if he needs to make one. Both will be in 
            secret
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            Brian:
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            everyone give me your int, wis and cha 
            bonuses, in secret or public.
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            Brian:
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            Eryson stands, and speaks in a voice 
            all can hear.
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            Sir Eryson:
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            It would be the greatest dishonor for 
            the holy army to not be at the chosen one's side in battle. You 
            have my sword forevermore.
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            King Issald Glistar, first of his name:
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            And a glorious war it shall be!
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            Cerim Potter:
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            War?
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            Brian:
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            do you say it loud enough to cross the 
            crowd?
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      Cerim Potter: (( no ))
    
    
      
        
          
             
            
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            Father Austliem:
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            You saw the first battle.
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            Father Austliem:
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            Yeah, a war...
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            King Issald Glistar, first of his name:
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            These are trying times. There are 
            terrible rumors of evil in our midst. What words do you have for 
            our people, my friend?
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            Artyom Cooper:
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            They are trying times indeed. But what 
            have we not overcome already? Our holy army is the best in the 
            land. Who here would not give their life to protect those who 
            cannot protect themselves?
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            Artyom Cooper:
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            We have more faith than they can ever 
            hope to breach
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            Artyom Cooper:
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            And it has been noticed and rewarded 
            before. How could our lord Corellon Lorathien allow defeat?
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            Artyom Cooper:
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            Surely with his aid we will overcome 
            any standing in our way
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            Sir Eryson:
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            Your Majesty, I request that the holy 
            army be put at this one's command at once, so that we may march 
            forth and destroy this evil. We have fought well together before.
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            Sir Eryson:
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            As powerful as you are, even you could 
            take a blade at your defense, no?
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            Artyom Cooper:
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            Any aid to me is welcomed and 
            appreciated.
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            Artyom Cooper:
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            However, the holy army would be much 
            better spent defending those here, the citizens of our country
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            King Issald Glistar, first of his name:
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            I dreamt of the coming of this one 
            years ago. That I why I forged the Order of Blood to serve him.
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            King Issald Glistar, first of his name:
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            I thank you for your loyalty, Lord 
            Commander.
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            Brian:
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            Alright, anyone up to anything else 
            during this feast?
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      Cerim Potter: (( Cerim is good to go ))
    
    
      
        
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            Jaden:
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            Ah yes, would it be appropriate to 
            count my eating and drinking here as engaging in a vice?
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            Brian:
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            ohh yes, yes. Still vice level 3?
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      Adam is disconnected.
    
    
      SyRaX is disconnected.
    
    
      Jaden is disconnected.
    
    
      Jaden has connected.
    
    
      Adam has connected.
    
    
      SyRaX has connected.
    
    
      
        
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            Jaden:
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            Or, two discipline checks
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            Brian:
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            Alright, roll once discipline check 
            adding your vice level, and roll one AGAINST your vice level
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      * Jaden rolls: 1d20 + 5 => 7 + 5 = 12
    
    
      * Jaden rolls: 1d20 + 2 => 9 + 2 = 11
    
    
      
        
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            Jaden:
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            First was with, second was against
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            Jaden:
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            Looks like no healing today
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            Brian:
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            You awaken the next morning feeling 
            just the same as you did before you started.
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            Brian:
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            You lost none of the pain of the magic 
            that tore at you, but you didn't lose anything else either...
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            Jaden:
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            That's about all I'd have for the 
            feast then
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            Brian:
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            Alrighty. Anyone go interact with 
            anyone else the next day? Otherwise this will be a bit of me 
            thinking to myself about what NPCs do, then solos.
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            SyRaX:
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            if the crowd is finally clearing I 
            want to go over to Artyom and ask him about the experiment
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            SyRaX:
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            or how much time passed since I sold 
            that sword?
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            SyRaX:
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            can't remember if he told me when he'd 
            try it out
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            Brian:
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            The feast is about 4 hours after
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            SyRaX:
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            ok probably not then
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            Brian:
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            alright, anyone else?
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            Jaden:
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            I've got experiments to plan and a 
            mild hangover
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            Brian:
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            righty then. How would you guys feel 
            about ending the session as a short one today, then also playing 
            tomorrow as we had been talking about before?
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            Jaden:
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            I have no objections
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            Brian:
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            awesome, you were the most likely to 
            object
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