(20219) Arothir: Welcome, then, to Sigil, the City of Doors.
(20225) Alusair: Or as we likes ta call it, the cage.
(20225) Alusair: err.. sorry
(20219) Arothir: It has been a short while since Shenvallei has arrived in the Cage, having recently left his home in search of answers of sorts. Upon arrival, he had become befriended by a benevolent grey elf named Alusair.
(20219) Arothir: Upon an offer to show the newcomer around, Alusair took our intrepid Shen to a local place of color, and flavor, the Bottle and Jug. Their house brew has plenty of the first, and little of the latter.
(20219) Arothir: Located on Lots Lane, probably one of the cleaner alleys in the Hive, it is, as bars go, fairly respectable.
(20225) Alusair: ...At least as far as Hive bars go.
(20225) Alusair: Why was I showing him the Hive? To demonstrate the point that, no matter what, you can always be worse off?
(20219) Arothir: Pretty much.
(20219) Arothir: And that’s where he shoew up
(20225) Alusair: poor bastard.. needs to be more careful.
(20219) Arothir: Yep.
(20219) Arothir: After getting acquainted over some of the more quali—-cleaner drinks, in the Bottle and Jug, your pleasant conversation was broken up by a rowdy gang showing up. A fight broke out, and half an hour later, you find yourselves across the way, in a minor temple of Hanseath.
(20219) Arothir: Your scrapes and bruises have been patched up, and you are found to be sitting on an altar, the priests wandering off to tend the less fortunate patrons of the Bottle and Jug.

• (20224) Shenvallei looks for a titheing box/container *
  
• (20224) Shenvallei and drops in 2 silver coins *
  (20219) Arothir: You are able to find one, and the nearby monks thank you.
  (20219) Arothir: If you’d care for me to, I can put up a map of the minor temple.
  
• (20225) Alusair drops a gold coin in the collection box. *
  (20224) Shenvallei: yes why not.
  (20219) Arothir: Save up, Morgan
  (20219) Arothir: :P
  (20225) Alusair: oh lord
  (20219) Arothir: Awesome.
  (20224) Shenvallei: “You look none the worse for wear Alusair. How do you feel?”
  (20225) Alusair: “Like that scrawny berk needs to learn to punch, mostly.”
  (20225) Alusair: ( Sorry if I’m sort’ve distracted. Am trying to come up with a description. )
  (20219) Arothir: Across the way, you hear a scream of pain as the monks scramble to re-attach an arm to one of the thugs who wandered into the bar, who, as memory serves, had the bad luck to throw a bottle at an Abishai.
  
• (20224) Shenvallei smiles and looks to the less fortunate bar patrons in the temple. “some didnt fare so well it seems.” *
  (20225) Alusair: “Could be worse.. nae too many dead, I imagine.”
  (20224) Shenvallei: “Do fights break out often in the taverns here?”
  (20225) Alusair: “Oh, on a daily basis.. if they didn’t, the Hardheads’d think we were up ta somethin’.”
  (20224) Shenvallei: “Curious.”
  (20225) Alusair: “Curious! By the gods, I love Primes, even if they are clueless! You’ve just come to a conclusion most of the locals haven’t.”
  (20225) Alusair: “Do you realize most of these berks, cutters, bashers and assorted other sods think this place is normal?”
  
• (20224) Shenvallei whispers to Alusair “What kind of Temple is this. It looks clean enough.” *
  
• (20225) Alusair looks around. (Uh.. wot kinda temple IS et?) *
  (20219) Arothir: Wisdom check.
  (20225) Alusair: oh lawd
  (20225) Alusair: [1d20<official>] => [18] = (18)
  (20219) Arothir: Or any sort of deiety knowledge check.
  (20225) Alusair: thats wisdom
  (20224) Shenvallei: [1d20<official>] => [18] = (18)
  (20219) Arothir: Unfortunately, Shen, you’ve never come across Hanseath in your life at your home.
  (20224) Shenvallei: “It reminds me of the temple of pies! A friendly halfling once visited our village and said his baked goods came from his god himself! This temple… could it be the temple of pies?”
  (20219) Arothir: LOL
  (20225) Alusair: ”..Halflings.. I don’t think I’ve had the pleasure. Although they sound something akin to mephits, from the description..”
  
• (20224) Shenvallei YELLS aloud to the monk. “Is Hanseath the God of Pies?” *
  
• (20225) Alusair gawks in wide-eyed amazement before face-palming. *
  (20219) Arothir: An initiate turns towards you slowly, shuffling in his turn, holding a finger in one hand and sewing needle in the other. “Hanseath? Pies? No, no…Hanseath would be better known as the God of Barfights, rather than the God of Pies…”
  
• (20224) Shenvallei frowns. “Hmm that doesnt seem as fun. Oh well.” *
  (20225) Alusair: “No.. but possibly just as useful here.”
  (20219) Arothir: Across the way, from an unattended table, you see a mismatch of body parts, hastily thrown together it seems, shuffle from table to table with a jug of water. It finishes on that side, and begins heading towards you
  (20224) Shenvallei: Ill attempt to dicern what kind of creature that is.
  (20224) Shenvallei: [1d20<official>] => [6] = (6)
  (20219) Arothir: Shenvallei, you ascertain it is a human.
  (20225) Alusair: ( Dear lord.. this is going to be an amazing campaign. Nick, I love your character already. )
  (20224) Shenvallei: lol
  (20224) Shenvallei: “Hello good sir, welcome to the Temple of Hanseath.” Beams a smile
  
• (20225) Alusair sits there on the altar, watching Shen and the .. whatever.. interacting with some amusement. *
  (20219) Arothir: The human, now having shuffled, reminiscant of the monks shuffling, up to Shenvallei, acknowledges his greeting by pouring a precisely measured cupful of water into Shenvallei’s lap before turning and shuffling towards Alusair.
  
• (20225) Alusair shoos the human away and ducks to the far side of the altar. *
  (20225) Alusair: “(muttered) Not the most hospitable of temples..”
  
• (20224) Shenvallei looks with a surprised look at his lap. “That must be how the Priests here say hello.” He then looks for a cup of water… *
  (20219) Arothir: You are able to locate a bowl of water on a nearby table.
  
• (20224) Shenvallei carefully picks up the bowl, wanders to the table with the priest working on the wounded and pours it on them. “Greetings, how can I help?” *
  
• (20225) Alusair goes back to the slack-jawed amazement, then starts looking for exits. *
  (20219) Arothir: Query: Do you pour it on the Priest, or the wounded?
  (20224) Shenvallei: Priest.
  (20219) Arothir: Alusair: Exists are – Up the stairs, down the stairs, out the door, and Dennis
  (20219) Arothir: Shenvallei: The priest wheels on you, raising his hand to strike at your chest, but stops when he sees your face. His anger flushes from his face and it is filled with confusion instead. “We…appreciate your offer of help…but we are mostly done here.”
  
• (20224) Shenvallei raises his hand in the same gesture. And speaks in the same tone. “Yes! You are welcome!” He then turns to walk back to Alusair. *
  (20224) Shenvallei: “A friendly bunch.”
  (20225) Alusair: “H-...how are you not dead yet?”
  (20224) Shenvallei: “hmm?” (cocks head slightly a look of curiousness on his face.)
  (20225) Alusair: ”..Just.. ... oh, nevermind.. Lets go, though.. the priests have work to do.”
  (20224) Shenvallei: “A good idea, there is so much to see.”
  (20225) Alusair: “Yes.. yes, I suppose there is.”
  
• (20224) Shenvallei is careful to not step on any of the seems in the stone floor. *
  (20219) Arothir: You get up and head towards the door.
  
• (20225) Alusair follows Shen.. not quite so concerned about the floor. *
  (20224) Shenvallei: “Luna! Dont wander off now, where are you?”
  
• (20225) Alusair blinks in confusion. *
  
• (20224) Shenvallei looks around. *
  (20219) Arothir: You step outside into the smog filled air, and it becomes marginally harder to breathe. Across the way, at the Bottle and Jug, there is a crowd gathered about the door, but nobody is within a few yards of it.
  (20219) Arothir: ((As a side note, unless you specify otherwise, you control your familiar))
  (20224) Shenvallei: ((from now on can I do the opposite? give it free will unless I call it?))
  (20219) Arothir: ((Oh, sure. When you do call it, it’ll come, but otherwise you don’t have to worry about it.))
  (20219) Arothir: ((Mostly.)
  (20225) Alusair: ( I think he’s saying he wants you to use it to cause trouble. )
  
• (20224) Shenvallei calls Luna to him and scoops up the cat in his arms. “wonder what all the fuss is over there.” *
  (20219) Arothir: ((Okay.))
  
• (20225) Alusair shrugs, “Don’t know… it was a bar fight, normally its no big deal…” She heads over towards the crowd to see what can be seen. *
  
• (20224) Shenvallei follows. *
  (20219) Arothir: Over the crowd, you see a trio of men blocking the way into the bar, with one clearly standing in front, who has become the focal point in the circle.
  (20219) Arothir: The two guarding the door are adorned in breastplate, gripping polished dark wood clubs with two hands.
  (20225) Alusair: “What in the Abyss got them coming out here…”
  (20224) Shenvallei: “Who are they?”
  (20219) Arothir: The one in front stands tall, addressing the people in the front of the crowd in low, commanding tones
  (20225) Alusair: “Hardhe—..Harmonium.”
  (20225) Alusair: ( Possible to hear whats being said? )
  (20224) Shenvallei: I wish to listen as best I can to what the one in front is saying.
  (20219) Arothir: He’s decked out in the shiniest plate armor you’ve ever seen. The dim light coming from the sky makes it almost gleam. A quick glance between the crowd’s feet reveals not even a fleck of mud on his steel boots.
  (20219) Arothir: Listen checks
  (20224) Shenvallei: [1d20<official>] => [7] = (7)
  (20225) Alusair: [1d20<official>] => [13] = (13)
  (20224) Shenvallei: I have +2 from elf but -2 for wisdom on that roll so its balanced
  (20219) Arothir: lol
  (20219) Arothir: You hear the following
  (20219) Arothir: ”...will be closed until further notice.”
  (20225) Alusair: “Bloody worthless hardheads.”
  
• (20225) Alusair moves back away from the crowd and out of ear-shot. *
  (20224) Shenvallei: “Hey! lets go peek in the window.” (looks to see if there is a window, or tries to remember if there is a window in the bar.)
  (20225) Alusair: “Nah, no point.. and its not worth the risk.”
  (20225) Alusair: “We’ve seen whats inside the bar, and the Harmonium plays rough.”
  (20225) Alusair: “I don’t know how much you caught, but apparently they’re “worried” about the gangs in the Hive causing too much trouble.. so of course, instead of doing something about the gangs themselves, they’re just going to close the pub.”
  (20225) Alusair: “Probably going to drink the place dry while they’re there, too..”
  (20224) Shenvallei: “Oh they wont see. Are you sure Alusair, might be something interesting.”
  (20219) Arothir: Listen checks
  (20224) Shenvallei: [1d20<official>] => [4] = (4)
  (20225) Alusair: “Shen, I.. ...sighs* Might as well.. might be something relevant they’re hiding..”
  (20225) Alusair: [1d20<official>] => [1] = (1)
  
• (20225) Alusair is too busy trying to deal with Shen to listen to anything. *
  (20219) Arothir: Right.
  (20219) Arothir: Reflex checks
  (20225) Alusair: aw hell
  (20219) Arothir: lawl
  (20225) Alusair: whispered..
  (20224) Shenvallei: hang on I want to calculate my reflex bonus
  (20219) Arothir: Alright
  (20225) Alusair: ( *gulp )
  (20224) Shenvallei: hmm you know I actually had a +2 to listen forgot I had Alertness.
  (20225) Alusair: you realize if you kill us in the first session, I’m not DMing for you
  (20225) Alusair: incase thats yor plan
  (20224) Shenvallei: lets see
  (20225) Alusair: your
  (20224) Shenvallei: reflex is just dex + any feats/racials right?
  (20225) Alusair: uh
  (20219) Arothir: lol
  (20225) Alusair: its your reflex save bonus, + dex, + any relavent feats/etc
  (20219) Arothir: Boss, it’s not my plan to KILL you in the first session.
  (20225) Alusair: as a level 2 mage
  (20225) Alusair: thats 0 +dex + relavent feats/etc
  (20219) Arothir: it’d pry be just +dex, idk
  (20219) Arothir: lol
  (20224) Shenvallei: ok I have no feats, my dex is 19 so that +4 and I dont know what my base save bonus is so here goes:
  (20224) Shenvallei: [1d20<official>] => [12] = (12)
  (20225) Alusair: None, mate.
  (20225) Alusair: Level 2 mage is +3 will, +0 fort, +0 reflex
  (20224) Shenvallei: so 12 +4 dex
  (20219) Arothir: You both are shoved to the side and manage to roll when you hit the ground.
  (20225) Alusair: by….?
  (20219) Arothir: Hold on then
  (20219) Arothir: :P
  (20225) Alusair: here’s the real question
  (20225) Alusair: can I have a second roll to keep my skirt out of mud puddles?
  (20219) Arothir: Yes.
  (20219) Arothir: But at -2
  (20225) Alusair: or is somebody going to die?
  (20225) Alusair: :P
  (20219) Arothir: ‘cos it’s skirty
  (20219) Arothir: Not sure
  (20225) Alusair: Right
  (20225) Alusair: somebody’s gonna die
  (20225) Alusair: then again.. anyone dirt conscious in the hive should just leave their clothes at home.
  (20219) Arothir: You hear a gruff voice directed at the both of you. “If you two try to interfere in Harmonium business, I’ll persnally see your heads removed.”
  
• (20224) Shenvallei looks up to see who is talking. *
  (20219) Arothir: The voice in question belongs to a large man, wearing leather armor which barely fits over his gut, touting a large club. He is flanked by two lackeys in plainsclothes, standing out of the center of the lane, where a rather large, covered cart is being hauled by six slaves.
  (20224) Shenvallei: “Is that a Harmonium agent Alusair?
  (20224) Shenvallei: “
  (20225) Alusair: “If yer a Hardhead, I’ll eat my own tits.”
  (20225) Alusair: “I ain’t never seen a Hardhead in armor that miserable.”
  (20225) Alusair: “Too much self respect. Might not have a decent brain-box between ‘em, but they got a image ter keep up.”
  (20219) Arothir: His face lights up at that prospect, and he pulls a piece of parchment out of the back of his belt and tosses it at you
  
• (20224) Shenvallei stands eyes focused on the gruff man and his lackeys. *
  (20225) Alusair: ...Which prospect?
  (20225) Alusair: Also, catch it
  (20219) Arothir: The first one.
  (20225) Alusair: I need to learn to keep my mouth shut.
  (20219) Arothir: Although, as tits go, you’d imagine he’s got you beat.
  (20219) Arothir: “I hope you’re hungy.”
  
• (20225) Alusair keeps looking at the “Hardhead”, except to briefly flick her eyes down towards the parchment. *
  (20224) Shenvallei: “Is it authentic?”
  (20219) Arothir: From what you gather from the parchment, he is a Mover Five (Honorary), appointed by Havrm Ghex.
  (20225) Alusair: ”....”
  (20225) Alusair: “Well I’ll be a Clueless prime. Mover Five, is it? Learn somethin’ new every day.”
  (20225) Alusair: Carefully fold it up and hand it back.
  (20219) Arothir: He takes it, folding his arms and licking his lips, while looking at you expectantly
  (20224) Shenvallei: “Good time to leave these men to their business aye?”
  (20219) Arothir: The cart is now being unloaded into the Bottle and Jug.
  
• (20225) Alusair blinks in confusion, then suddenly recoils slightly as realization dawns. “Sod off, ya barmy git!” A few moments later, more quietly, “Takin’ someone out at least once is customary before gettin’ inta that sort’a thing.” *
  (20219) Arothir: One of his slimey associates leans forward and says: “We should throw her in the lockup, boss! Then we can do whatever we want to her!”
  (20224) Shenvallei: “I think we will take our leave now.” (takes 2 steps backward)
  (20219) Arothir: his other associate steps forward
  (20219) Arothir: “Let the little one go, boss, I wanna take a shot at the pretty one…”
  (20225) Alusair: Stand up, slowly, eyes on the three of them. “Shen, alley. *jerks head slightly towards it“
  (20225) Alusair: Start backing up, slowly.
  
• (20224) Shenvallei begins walking toward the alley. Keeping an eye on the boss. *
  (20219) Arothir: They Walk forward, slowly
  (20225) Alusair: Keeping pace, basically?
  (20225) Alusair: Or closing?
  (20219) Arothir: The two to either side begin looking like rabid pitbulls being restrained
  (20219) Arothir: Keeping pace with you.
  (20219) Arothir: You’ve entered the alley
  (20219) Arothir: On either side of you, razorvine covers the walls
  (20224) Shenvallei: I turn my back to them and then cast sleep so they cannot see my lips moving, then I turn on them and hit them with the spell centered on the boss.
  (20224) Shenvallei: Wait
  (20225) Alusair: “Your two dogs look more like Xaos than Hardheads, guv… sure they aren’t?”
  (20224) Shenvallei: Firstly before I do that.
  (20224) Shenvallei: I wait to make sure there is nobody else within 10 feet of them except us.
  (20225) Alusair: I suspect I’m in the areae of effect
  (20224) Shenvallei: I think you are immune.
  (20224) Shenvallei: If Im wrong its game over.
  (20225) Alusair: Just pointing it out, since your char would know
  (20225) Alusair: Then again.. elf.
  (20224) Shenvallei: Hmm well I do it anyway.
  (20225) Alusair: you’d assume its harmless.
  (20219) Arothir: Alright
  (20224) Shenvallei: right Ill target it behind them so as to make sure not to hit anyone else in the crowd
  (20224) Shenvallei: thats my main concern.
  (20225) Alusair: Believe we’re out of the crowd at this point, so thats not a prob
  (20219) Arothir: Yeah
  (20219) Arothir: It’s just the alley
  (20224) Shenvallei: Ok then behind them so it hits only them and the random rat in the trash can.
  (20219) Arothir: lol
  (20225) Alusair: Noooo!
  (20219) Arothir: Right.
  (20219) Arothir: You turn your back
  (20225) Alusair: Its a cranium rat, you fool!
  (20225) Alusair: WE’RE GOING TO DIE
  (20219) Arothir: Roll initiative
  (20225) Alusair: *coughs sorry
  (20225) Alusair: but… but..
  (20219) Arothir: And yeah, if it’s a Cranium Rat, you’re fucked
  (20225) Alusair: I’m not attacking!
  (20219) Arothir: :P
  (20219) Arothir: No, you may not be
  (20225) Alusair: [1d20+2<official>] => [10,2] = (12)
  (20219) Arothir: But he’s making a combat action
  (20219) Arothir: :P
  (20224) Shenvallei: is there any bonus to spellcasting for initiative? as in int or dex bonus?
  (20225) Alusair: initiative is just 1d20 plus dex and feats
  (20224) Shenvallei: even for spells?
  (20225) Alusair: yup
  (20225) Alusair: no casting times, no weapon speeds
  (20224) Shenvallei: good
  (20225) Alusair: its all so very, very horribly simplified
  (20224) Shenvallei: k Im still on 2nd ed
  (20225) Alusair: hehe
  (20224) Shenvallei: [1d20<official>] => [18] = (18)
  (20224) Shenvallei: +4
  (20225) Alusair: le sigh
  (20225) Alusair: this is the slowest character I’ve had for ages
  (20219) Arothir: Right
  (20219) Arothir: Shen’s spell goes off
  (20225) Alusair: should be.. what.. 2d4 HD effected, will save to negate?
  (20219) Arothir: just 4HD
  (20224) Shenvallei: checking
  (20225) Alusair: ahhh
  (20225) Alusair: sleep got nerfed?
  (20219) Arothir: Yeah
  (20219) Arothir: The boss
  (20219) Arothir: and the minion on the right collapse into fitful slumber
  (20225) Alusair: ”...”
  (20219) Arothir: The one on the left seems to shake of the effect of the gas and moves to swing at Alusair
  (20225) Alusair: “Oi!”
  (20224) Shenvallei: excellent. For clarities sake, what does someone have to roll to save vs my spells?
  (20225) Alusair: 10
  (20225) Alusair: + spell level
  (20225) Alusair: + int bonus
  (20224) Shenvallei: so 15?
  (20225) Alusair: For a level 1 spell
  (20219) Arothir: yeah, they all failed badly
  (20224) Shenvallei: what if I am level 20 casting a level 1 spell
  (20219) Arothir: lol
  (20224) Shenvallei: no change?
  (20225) Alusair: Nope
  (20225) Alusair: unless your int is higher
  (20224) Shenvallei: k
  (20225) Alusair: some feats improve it, I believe
  (20225) Alusair: like the spell focus feats
  (20224) Shenvallei: k
  (20219) Arothir: The evil fucker’s right hand lashes out, claws glinting in the smoglight, inciting blood to spill from her cheek to the tune of [1d3+2<official>] => [3,2] = (5) Damage
  (20225) Alusair: claws?
  (20225) Alusair: As in.. metal.. or real claws?
  (20219) Arothir: The quick glance you caught of them made them seem pretty real
  (20219) Arothir: His left hand, which went for your leg, missed.
  (20225) Alusair: ”...”
  
• (20225) Alusair recoils somewhat in indignant shock before planting the toe of her right boot in the offending thug’s groin. *
  (20219) Arothir: ...you don’t get the reaction you’d expect.
  (20219) Arothir: You’d expect him to be writhing in pain.
  (20219) Arothir: You’d expect him to at least be out of breath.
  (20219) Arothir: What you get is…a smile.
  (20225) Alusair: ... It doesn’t hurt my foot, does it?
  (20225) Alusair: :P
  (20219) Arothir: A smile showing…pointed teeth.
  (20219) Arothir: No, your foot is fine.
  (20225) Alusair: Are we talking a smile like “Oh yes, hurt me more” or a smile like ”...Oh, come on. Is that the best you can do?”
  (20219) Arothir: ...kind of…both.
  (20225) Alusair: ...
  (20225) Alusair: K!
  (20219) Arothir: New inits!
  (20225) Alusair: ...
  (20225) Alusair: this is 3e
  (20225) Alusair: not 2nd
  (20225) Alusair: initiative doesn’t change
  (20219) Arothir: PAH!
  (20219) Arothir: I CLAIM IT DOES
  (20219) Arothir: BUT WE’LL PLAY YOUR WAY
  (20219) Arothir: ...for now.
  (20219) Arothir: SHEN
  (20219) Arothir: Your turn
  (20224) Shenvallei: As a free action:
  
• (20224) Shenvallei yells at the creature “Hey toothy!” In hopes to get him to look at him. *
  (20224) Shenvallei: As a standard action:
  (20224) Shenvallei: Charm person.
  (20219) Arothir: The creature smiles at you as well
  (20219) Arothir: But…it’s more of a…”I hope you put up as much of a struggle as the pretty one”
  (20219) Arothir: Smile
  (20219) Arothir: It returns its attention to Alusair
  (20225) Alusair: (gulp)
  (20224) Shenvallei: Bah didnt read he gets a +5 bonus if in combat.
  (20219) Arothir: Another slice connects, connecting this time with her skirt, biting through it into her leg. [1d3+2<official>] => [2,2] = (4)
  (20219) Arothir: The first missed wildly
  (20219) Arothir: Yeah, I almost forgot about that one too
  (20219) Arothir: :P
  (20224) Shenvallei: im used to 2nd still when spells were op :P
  (20225) Alusair: ..one moment
  (20225) Alusair: Hmmm
  (20219) Arothir: ?
  (20225) Alusair: Righto..
  (20225) Alusair: Draw sword. The boot clearly is insufficient.
  

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