HT Aliaver/Player DS Character Name Type Status/Notes Sex -- ----------------------------------------------------------------- R1.John Haight.......HY..Arawn.............Druid .Normal/Alfar .. Ma --.Tobie Bonahoom....YY..Fremea............Sidh....Normal/Faerry.. Fe R3.Mark Murtha.......HN..Kell..............Trader..Normal/Human....Ma R1.David Sanders.....HN..Kiet.Sunan........Acrobat Normal/Human ..Ma R4.J H Hooten........YN..Raban.Usherwood...Bard....Normal/Human....Ma W4.Wout Broere.......YY..Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human ..Fe R1 John.Stowman......YN..Will..............Hunter..Normal/Human....Ma R4.Alex Koponen......YY..Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human ..Fe -- Npc...............YY..Etain.............Teacher.Normal/Elf......Ma Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra, Squirt (Ferret) Kell, Wolf - Will Game Web Site - http:/nrgcomputers.com/pbem/ Public posts/actions to pnpgm@list.powersandperils.org (mailing list) Private emails (not public actions) to pnpgm@comcast.net Game Update #62 in sequence (file #251) ---------------------------------------------------------------- Admin Notes: Wow. Just noticed Etain not in roster. So I added him to the above. ----------------------------------------------------------------- [Recap] From Fremea: [Re: Actions] After the the vision ends, she quickly looks around with her senses open. "Arwan, did you happen to see anything... Etain speaks ..... Fremea just stares at him. Can this really be that he did ... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- She will go after the piece at where ever it is. "Who... GM: Ack. From Kiet: [Re: Actions] Kiet smiles broadly with the anticipation of using his skills. "Of course I wish to still wish to find this... GM: Ack. From Arawn: [Re: Actions] Arawn studied Fremea, the painting and surrounding ... When Fremea shared both description and thoughts... "Has something happened to give you a sense that... Sent a message to Scott regarding anything possibly seen and will answer after I hear back on this. With the slight change in plans and the party in the process of dividing up... "I will go where needed, to locate the piece or ... GM: Ack. Sorry I got your email. But I tend to forget or get distracted on weekends so rarely get to emails. I need to get away from that habit. But I tend to have so much LESS time yet more time on weekends. hard to explain. On weekdays I might go to bed at 1am and up at 8:15. So a good 7 hours at least of sleep. Then I might have 5 hours once home to do stuff. On weekend I go to bed at 1am but up at 630ish. So might only have 5 hours sleep on weekends but when I get home I might have 8 hours of free time. So more time but less brain power due to sleep. :) Plus I get distracted and forget to do email. Sorry. But see below for details. From Kiet: [Re: Actions] Kiet looks over to the Druid and, without expression, says "I never found a need for that kind of magic." "But if we still decide to go after the thief I would ... GM: Ack. From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions] Z'leyra will accede to requests to keep her distance or take her necklace off to keep other's illusions from being dispelled. Though if danger threatens she will (keeping her distance) put it back on. GM: Ack. So you take it off? Ok. Well its mainly for Kiet and Fremea's illusions. Since you will go with Raban you can keep it on till back together. But once in a group I will assume you take it off unless deemed otherwise. From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions] Z'leyra while standing away from the others interrupts "Uh,... If any acquiesce she will cast Sending EL0 to briefly say "Hi" and learn the flavor of how to Send to them later at longer distances. GM: Ack. As we chatted about will do Sending to Corona since you have done this already and send Corona to help Fremea. -------------------------------------------------------------- [New Stuff] [Sepes 29th, 1634TH] [Location: City of Samma, Donara] [Time: 12:12am - Samma city, Donara - Tavern] After the vision ends, she quickly looks around with her senses open. "Arawan, did you happen to see anything else magical in here? It seems that something is still attached to me and can see through my eyes." Arawn shakes his head that nothing seemed out of the ordinary aside from the others and their normal magical aurae. But it is clear to Arawn that Fremea was a bit disturbed by the vision. Raban speaks up though to this, "there is a old song from Teos. I've only heard it second hand. But they say another painting like this gave visions. It was linked by a item the person used or touched. It could be that if the first piece is linked to the painting in some odd way that the person with that piece can see you using the painting. But I suspect once you use it then they can't see you or it. The question is can they see the vision?" Etain shakes his head, "I doubt that. If that was the case and they knew you were going to use the painting which they did why be in the room with you as in the house? The thief was waiting and hiding attached to the ceiling. That implies it was a hasty time to hide or they knew in advance they needed to see or at least try to see the vision." Arawn studied Fremea, the painting and surrounding area with focus as the faerry evoked the vision from the painting. When it had passed and the faerry worked to regain her composure he continued to watch for some time before turning an eye towards Etain. "You recognize the mark. What is it... what does it represent?" he asked the seemingly bewildered elf. Etain looks at the Alfar, "I explained moments ago I did not recognize it. I've seen it before yes. I thought it was a mark. I mean my uncle has a mark on his ..well...that looks like a goblin face but even the elves who know magic felt it to be some odd strange thing. Rather than a cabinet maker they figured he might've been a good goblin fighter. I was simply told by the Monarchs to teach her education on things from politics, history, basic things like that and of the things they deemed important. In this case they felt she was destined to be a warrior. A Hand to the Monarchs if you will. The Monarchs could not simply leave Avalon. So they would need their external people to do their dirty work. They implied she would be special and they had a purpose but they only shared that with a few...but not me." He looks to Fremea who shows still doubt in her eyes. Arawn stares at the body language and essence of Etain. It seems he is telling the truth but there is still something missing from his words. Maybe he doesn't even know what that is. But soon Arawn and Fremea will find the truth if it means unleashing Kiet to make him feel welcome to the group. Fremea quickly goes over the details of her visions in hopes the details will help the others locate clues to the building in question. Raban especially listens and tries to memorize it all. After explaining the vision, "I thought going after the thief would be best, now I see we have to get to this hiding place now. The thief may still have important information, but unless I can stop whoever is watching my visions, these pieces are not safe, unless we have them first." Raban looks to Fremea with concern, "well our best bet is a contact I have. If I can find him. It would take hours to find the place by ourselves. A place like this what..30 square miles? Hours. He has been around her for some time....So he should have info. But he is skittish. Why I rather just go with a few of our friends not the full group." Fremea nods and that seems acceptable. Plus double work will speed up things. Almost as if ignoring the Elf Fremea turns to finally reply to what Etain said before she explained the vision. Fremea just stares at him. Can this really be that he did not know about her and what she was supposed to be doing? Is it really possible he didn't know something about her? She just doesn't shake the feeling something is wrong. Softly to Etain, "Maybe you are right." She still doesn't trust him. Etain returns Fremea's stare. She doesn't trust me anymore, he consider this in his mind. Once a teacher now a student. Now the student teaches the teacher. He nods and tries to give a grim yet half way smile. "We can't all be right or wrong. I've learned that there is a path we all go on and we make choices. Choices leaves to indecision. indecision leads to confusion. Confusion leads to chaos. Only the gods can see the full paths and the winding detours." When Fremea shared both description and thoughts on the vision Arawn sat in silence for a bit as he thought over what had been presented. "Has something happened to give you a sense that there is an attachment seeing through your eyes?," he finally asked. "If there is it may have something to do with your mark, possibly a link with others who may have the same mark. If so, perhaps it might be possible for you to see through their eyes in turn." Fremea sits back in her chair stunned by this remark. That would give them a great advantage. But how cold it work? Do they have time to learn or would it give the other to track her? Fremea stands maybe they can try this trick later on. But for now she has a date with a Thief. The same thief that has dealt with the slaver who enslaved her own kind. Later she will have find her own old pal the slaver and see how he is doing. If Raban wants to find the building then that will speed things up. "Who wants to go after the thief still?" Fremea looks to the group and for the first time a gleam in her eye is seen. As if anticipation of a revenge or mischief. The same look that Kiet showed moments ago. Unali sits back in her chair arms folded on her chest. The look of revenge is evident. But she hopes this will not cloud Fremea's mind to finding the pieces. To some revenge is justified and gives benefits to the soul. But to others it is empty and daunting. She hopes for Fremea it will not stain her self image or her soul. Kiet smiles broadly with the anticipation of using his special skills. "Of course I wish to still wish to find this thief. And find out what he knows." With the slight change in plans and the party in the process of dividing up... Arawn sees Fremea consider his words on the reverse vision. But time may be up. He adds to his view on this. "I will go where needed, to locate the piece or track the thief," he replied to Fremea. "Though it's likely the thief can wait unless the other party hunting the An's'alum wishes to silence him to prevent further knowledge from falling into our hands." Raban waves his jeweled gauntleted hand, "I suggest going to help her. My friend is a bit odd. So less people to make him annoyed." Noting the look on Kiet's face a sad grimace appeared briefly on the druid's face. "But if we still decide to go after the thief I would prefer subtler, gentler methods to be tried before escalating the interrogation." Kiet looks over to the Druid and, without expression, says "I never found a need for that kind of magic." Z'leyra while standing away from the others interrupts, "Uh, just a moment, before you leave. If you want me to be able to send you messages when we are separated it would be useful if I could cast a small brief mental message to those of you who don't mind my learning how to contact you. Others who know Sending may wish to have some to whom they can Send to when there is need." But no one speaks up to this so Z'leyra just decides to use Corona for contacting the others. Raban looks to Unali. "Will you join me?" The warrior looks to Fremea who gives no obvious denial to the requests and nods. If the Bard needs help it must not be from combat but from more appealing means. Etain looks to Fremea. "I wish to join you with the thief. I may not recall much on the city but I might give some aid." Fremea is unsure on this request but he has a point. But then again it is best to have someone she may not trust with her to watch closely than elsewhere. She nods to the request. Raban grins, "fine then you four after the thief. Me and the gals to find the building. Kell and Will I guess you two can stay and hold the fort down." The party gets up and starts to leave. Fremea gestures for Raban. the Giant leans down and Fremea gives the name of her slaver. Asking if the contact may know of him. Raban looks sad but nods. He clenches his fists and knows if he gets a hold of the slaver not much will be left of him. Raban asks Z'leyra she leave her sword with Will because his friend is a bit annoyed by sword users. she hesitates but agrees and leaves her great sword with Will. Niv had said that Ozon the Thief can be found in Samma. But he is known as a gambler as well. But he works through a middle man which most tend to do of his ilk. Bogan the middle man could be likely found in 3 taverns. But since it is late it is likely he is not there. But maybe those in the tavern know of his location. Raban finds the bar keep still cleaning and asks the old man. "Do you know where the Drunk Whale is?" "Whale? No Whales in here. I'm busy!" He turns back. "Do you mean the big fat guy that is drunk?" Raban sighs the old man is definitely hard of hearing. He raises his voice. "No! A T-A-V-E-R-N named the Drunk Whale." "Oh! Let me think. You can go west 4 blocks then 3 south then ..no wait..or is that 3 south and 4 west?" "Never mind pal." Raban waves the group outside. There is bound to be others who know. Z'leyra calls Corona and spends a brief time with him. She asks him to find her and maybe come back to get Will and Kell if needed. She casts a quick Sending spell upon the eagle. Down the street a store is still open and Raban asks the clerk of where places may be. He gets directions for the Whale. Fremea is given directions on the 3 joints where Bogan may be commonly found. Then the two groups separate and move out. [Time: 12:28am - Samma city, Donara] Raban places his large arms around the gals. "Now this is how I like to travel!" He smiles then lowers his arms so not to get elbowed by them. Then he sighs as he leads the group down the side streets. At this hour there may only be 1 maybe 2 people on any major road. The markets are all dead and dark as well. "My friend Gano was like me. Well he is a Bard still. He traveled like we tend to do all around Donara. But one time in a caravan to Samma he was attacked by bandits. He was never a brave fighter and tried to defend the wagons. But they were too many. They killed all but him and a lady with her teen daughter. The bandits did their usual thing and sadly assaulted the lady in front of her daughter. When they moved toward the girl Gano tried to stop them. They beat him so bad that he lost an eye and his limbs were all broken. They left him for dead. When he woke up the lady and girl wee dead. But he was distraught that the girl was raped regardless. Since then he has not been the same. From the letters I get he obtained ticks and other behaviors. He does not like those who use swords ad will be afraid of those people. He rarely does his Bard duties these dayss as well." After some time the sign of the Drunk Whale is seen. Raban leads the gals inside. The place is virtually empty except for 3 drinkers at this hour. Raban asks the barkeep, "Is Issa around?" The man goes behind the doors to the kitchen and fetches the gal. The woman quickly runs toward Raban upon seeing him. "Raban you big bear!" She hugs the giant. "This is my friends Unali and Z'leyra. This is Issa cousin to Gano. Is Gano around? We are a bit rushed so sorry if this is just a quick visit." "Gano?" She wipes her hands on her apron. "He is around. But he moved out...after the incident. Look. He is better but still has issues. I actually got a dancer friend to help spend time with him. She is helping him out of his shell. But he is now afraid of birds. He thinks they are laughing at him and trying to kill him. At least he no longer tries to drink from horse troughs." Issa gives direction to his new place a shack a mile or so away. They hug and Raban promises to get back if he can and spend time or send more letters. Meanwhile Fremea heads to the first place where Bogan tends to be found. It is a gaming hall run by a ship captain. But the place is shut down. The group finds doors locked and no one is inside. Maybe due to the hour or closed for other reasons. Will and Kell decide to get a room. At least it takes 8 minutes for the bar keep to understand they need a room rather than a broom. Fremea leads the group with Corona flying overhead. The second place is a tavern that he is known to work out of. Seems Bogan is a figure in dealing with books, numbers, games, women and sometimes fencing. Gangs, guilds and organizations deal with him. So it should be somewhat easy to find Bogan. Back across town the shack is found. Raban is happy to see a light inside. Raban knocks on the door. "Go away! I found the fish in that fountain!" Raban looks at the woman and shakes his head. "It is Raban Usherwood. You able to see company?" "Raban? What are you doing here. Is that blue jay out there?" Raban looks around. "Ahh..no." The door opens quickly. "Get in here fast before the bird calls his friends again. What..who.." "These are friends. Can we come in for a moment? Sorry to bug you this hour." "No..I mean..yes..come quickly. I was up doing some reading." The place is a bit of a mess and smelly. The gals see the man wearing a patch on his left eye. He walks with a limp and his left hand looks like he has been used to arthritis for decades. "How have you been pal?" "Me? Better. You are still in the company of nice gals. You should meet the gal I...err..No. You shouldn't. You would have her chase you!" Both men laugh knowing that Raban's looks tend to do that. For the next 20 minutes both Bards speak over how the battled bard has been. Seems he is doing 1 job per week maybe 2. Which was later Raban says an improvement of 1 job per month. "Gano I'm looking for a place in town." He goes into details of the place. Gano stands and Unali notices the man's lower lip twitch as if wanting to speak but nothing comes out. "Wine?" Raban shakes his head for the trio. "Well sounds like the Military Center. Sort of like a veteran place and recruitment place for new troops. Lots of offices and meeting rooms. I think a large common area for parties and balls. If the city needs troops they will be tested and recruited there. In times of peace like now they take the day to day affairs of the troops from pay to supplies or other benefits." Gano gives directions of the place which is maybe 2 miles West of the shack. "Listen its late. You need your beauty sleep." Both men laugh. It is good for the man to have his sense of humor still. "I wish you could stay longer." "I would love to. But I have a friend in need. She is depending on me." "Big softy this one." Gano grins a smile with several missing teeth at Z'leyra. Gano turns back to Raban. "Well maybe tomorrow?" "We'll see. Hey...hmm.." Raban reaches into his bag and pulls out a coin bag. The man was still carrying his saddle in the bag. "I still owe you from that bet back in Xian." He gives Gano a handful of gold coins. "Bet? I don't recall." "Sure remember. You bet me to sing a ballad without taking a breath for fresh air. Maybe it was before...you know and you forgot?" Gano pockets the coins. "Sure..yeah...ok. Thanks." As Raban and the girls move quickly toward the Military Center, Raban feels the eyes of the gals. "Yeah. There was no bet. I just feel sorry for him." Back across town with some directions from a wine wagon driver Etain finds the second place. It is a two story tavern named the Broken Coin. The top floor must be rooms which seems to have all but one room without lights. The one room must have a client inside still active. The first floor shows windows with maybe 2 dozen patrons inside. They are gambling, drinking and smoking. Fremea heads toward the front door. If Bogan is there time to find him. She is stopped by the door locked. She growls. She bangs on the door. A tavern with a front door locked? Above her head a slide door about the size of her head slides open to reveal a hand sized window. A man looks through and out. He sees Etain, Arawn and Kiet. Then sees Fremea and frowns. "No kids. Private joint. Use the tavern 2 streets north of here." He shuts the slide door. Fremea growls and hears noises from inside. Laughter and boisterous noises of fun. Etain looks at Fremea. "Should we find the third place?" [Time: 12:53am - Samma city, Donara] [Current time for both groups] Actions? Comments? Next Update....Friday... GM: A good place to stop. Next 2 weeks will be hectic as always. So hopefully will do a update for Friday. Then X-mas next week we'll see. Sadly still no reply from Mark/Kell. Means a couple weeks then he turns Npc. Sad as he was a good active guy. I can only assume he has moved again. He will be a great loss. GM: Ok. Looks like we'll split up unless stated otherwise by Fremea. To track down Thief - Fremea, Kiet, Arawn, Etain To find building - Raban, Z'leyra, Unali To stay at tavern - Will, Kell Since Will didn't post guess he will stay at tavern. GM: It was asked about what I meant about Mana. In the old days I recycled mana at midnight. But my group of players (table gamers) decided sunrise was best. I tended to agree as it was more symbolic (new day gods renewing things, etc.). So mana is Regenerated at sunrise. So will get the mana regen for your PC at sunrise.