This thread begins the next leg of the game, where GM (likely unsuccessfully) teaches of the wonders of rare-meat. Yes, I know Trump IRL likes his steak well-done, and to me that alone is evidence of controlled opposition. I still support the man, but dammit. Rare meat is the finest you can ever taste, satisfying immediate/basic hunger needs better than well meat, but also satisfying more primal urges and evolution. Remember, meat is only unsanitary if it is old or processed through a slaughter-house with poor quality control.
Enough about meat, lets get back to the game. Infernius is attempting to Leeroy Jenkins at the orcs, except that he has to climb a rope ladder to do so (cloven hooves = slower climbing). Tracy mulls about a very closed for business city that has cannons on the south-face, not yet realizing that unless she wants to go Nightmare (and thus ethereal but also glowing-in-the-dark) she's SOL.
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>>24216Indeed it is
"What the actual fuck am I looking at here?"
Trumpaladin says to whoever will answer
>>24214Yeah, a Darkskull with Cause Fear as it's Unhallow spell. I wasn't in the open, but in the woods close enough to the crossroads that one who were already looking for it could find it if they searched the wood.
>>24216"And how the fuck is Tracy a space heater now?"
>>24217Troll brings her head in, looks at Trump, then at Tracy, and then back at Trump. "Mheh heh" she giggles at him and sticks her head back out the window.
>>24219Creative license of the Nightmare-flaming/smoking. Its almost entirely story with no combat modifiers or effects, so as long as its tactful I'll allow it.
>>24219>>24217*infernuis walks up behind trump*
"trump me and ana find clue in missing money last night."
>>24217Tracy appears dazed for a moment, but snaps back to reality at the sound of her husband's voice.
"O-Oh, Flashy! It's good to see you. How was your day?"
>>24219"Well.. I.. Ugh.. Something just clicked in me, I guess. I'm been practicing my transformations.."
*steam rises off of blushing pony*
>>24220Retrieves oven mittens, and then uses them to remove Tracy from hay stacks before something spontaneously combusts. Tracy is placed in a non-flammable environment
>>24221>>24223"Gah! I thought you were sleeping"
>>24226"you wake me up when you stomp up stairs."
Infernius runs up and blurts something foolish in Trump's ear.
>>24229more of a whisper. since ana said "be discreet you faggot"
>>24223>she can makeherself too hot to handle at willWell shit, I have to re-write my Tracy handling
"Why the hell are there giant eggs in the stable?
>>24221"The money stolen from Ben? We already know Driw stole it"
>>24225She confers fire resistance, fyi.[hot blushing pony noises]
>>24226"Well.. I have trouble sleeping sometimes, so I thought I'd occupy myself some other way and.. one thing led to another..."
*produces ring* (see
>>24121 )
"Look at what I made, ~Flashy."
>>24231"but do you know how they did it?"
>>24231".... To keep them warm.."
*dangles legs*
>>24233"Magic, right?"
>>24232Nothing more than a startled look
"..."
>>24235"a teleportation circle."
>>24235*presses ring into palm, with an eager look*
"I made it for you, Flashy."
>>24236"Any idea to where they teleported?"
>>24236Actually,..
>Thez clamps hands over GM's face."Your anaysis is acceptable," ^_^
Couldn't Infernius use a combination of his Divine Spells to lead us to the Drow? Or at least enough to get on their trail so Tracy can track them?
>>24238"no i was gonna go try to find out then i heard you stomping around so i thought trump will probably help."
>>24239hmmm
>>24237"You, you, you still haven't told me why... There's... Eggs..."
He appears clearly scared and ready to move backwards and away
>>24240He could have <again, Thez forces him to stop talking>
"Its worth a shot!"
>>24241"Well, they do need a good killing. Any idea how I can help?"
>Locate Object
>Divination
>Commune
>Scrying
>Greater Scrying
>Discern_Location
One of those has got to get us enough to catch a trail with the rest of the party's skills, right?
>>24244"do you know how to make a room magic proof?"
>>24247Infernius shifts into a fast-forward vision. The gold is collected in relative range of the tower (by travel distance) in an area surrounded by shrouds, dividers, and tables (more fast movement) relatively out in the open, but surrounded by edifices and individuals.
>>24247Divination could help figure out how to get there.
>>24251Can he tell in what direction it is, or how far away it is?
>>24254You're pretty sure its somewhere near the center of town
>_< >>24255"its still in town!"
*sprints in the direction*
>>24256It suddenly occurs to Trump that while there has always been a Bazaar, there has been observably increased activity in and around it of late, coinciding stragely with the the timing of the first burglary (Ben). This can be no coincidence, is the thought he's left with.
Trumpaladin says to Tracy:
"This is not over yet, I'll be back" as he backs away and makes a tactical withdrawal
His faggot, meanwhile, is occupied by other things and cannot do anything for several hours
Well, now that he's got a clear mental image, he could use Locate Object to lead us right too it.
My guess is that it's beneath the city.
>>24259Noted, be well faggot
>>24257>>24260Discern location is locate object, he's already on the chase. Its in the bazaar.
>tfw thief hideout could be full of traps, but you're busy nursing orphaned Rocs to go there
>>24261before im out of the tower i scream "thez wanna come?"
>>24264i guess this is a solo mission then.
>>24265I really want to go...Don't get yourself killed.