Lvl 3 XP 1820/2700
Zagaar, Mordred & Sandro
With Brionny Fortin, Alces smith brothers. Lucretia Alamsor kidnapped (again)
Met Maegladher, Elf Ranger of the Grove of the Dawn, plus fought 2 of Bolfi's dwarves.
7:05pm 2017-8-10 Smon Has entered the room
7:13pm 2017-8-10 chris107 Has entered the room
7:14pm 2017-8-10 Prince Skylio Has entered the room
Smon: Hello boys
Prince Skylio: Helloooooo
chris107: Evening Simon
Smon: (I'm in a good mood, my ex has found someone and we're wishing each other well for the future)
Prince Skylio: Glad to hear it
chris107: Good news
chris107: Will Fergus be joining us?
Smon: About 8 minutes ago she messaged me " I hope you find someone good for you and good to Bill." so after years of misery I am just calming down a bit right now. I believe Fergus is in v late tonight
chris107: That's smashing Simon.
Smon: Oh BTW if you ever want a play by post that's less hectic than White Star, my friend Roxy has just started a 1e AD&D game on Dragonsfoot set in the Forgotten Realms.
chris107: Cool, what's it called?
Smon: I have a cool Pirate Viking Ranger
chris107:
Smon: Faerun Adventures
chris107: I'll take a look.
Smon: My PC - http://smonstats.blogspot.co.uk/2017/08/rexx-vartal-of-luskan-1e-roxy-game.html
Smon: Game forum - http://www.dragonsfoot.org/forums/viewforum.php?f=117
Smon: Subaltari & Steve are playing
chris107: Twin hand axes! Loving it
Smon: TEH ULIMATE WEPN!!
Smon: I do less damage esp vs Large critters but with +7 dmg at 1st level I can live with that
chris107: yup
chris107: I'll ask to join.
Smon: AWESOME Give Roxy/amazonbanshee a PM and say I sent you.
Smon: Ask to join at the Inn.
chris107: will do.
chris107: 4d6?
Smon: Yeah, check w her, it was either in order or select, I think she gives a choice of several rolls.
Smon: I rem I got a nat 18 on first roll
chris107: nice
Smon: I just PM'd her "my very cool Yorkshire friend Chris wants to join your game!"
Smon: So she'll expect you.
Smon: Maybe you could play a third Ranger, someone Rexx already knows?
Smon: 16 hp at level 1 not to be sneezed at, Roxy is not a pushover GM
Smon: (We get max hp at 1st, just as well - already met a Treant (friendly) and 4 2d8-dmg bugbears...
chris107: PM sent
chris107: Cripes!
chris107: Seems like ages since Zagaar and Mordred were out.
Smon: Having trouble finding the last session with mighty Zagaar and his little friend Mordred...
chris107: hehe
Smon: Got it - http://smons.blogspot.co.uk/2017/07/level-3-zagaar-finds-sentient-female.html
Smon: Just under a month ago!
Prince Skylio: ah yes now i remember
chris107: We were setting off on some quest of sandro's?
Prince Skylio: i was quite drunk during the last session
Smon: Sandro wants to deliver his stick to the Temple-Tomb of Belaras.
chris107: Ah, yes.
Smon: Zagaar appeared to be fairly inebriated. He woke up with the fattest girl in Bratanis.
chris107: Mordred takes spiteful pleasure in this.
chris107: If they had camera phones he would be posting a picture of Zagaar and his pig on Instagram
Smon: Seems to me you could either return to the Sunken Citadel south of Bratanis, or start west for the Temple-Tomb, maybe stop off at the Ancient Academy dungeon by Sky God Idol to hunt some goblins?
Smon: They kicked your butts last time of course...
chris107: Well we did say we would help Sandro..
Prince Skylio: Temple-Tomb for me
Smon: At least it wasn't a literal pig, for Zagaar that's progress...
chris107: hehe
Smon: ok
Prince Skylio: Can I take my new girlfriend along as a human shield
Smon: lemme dig out notes 2 mins
chris107: "You don't even remember her name?"
Smon: no, she belongs to Lady Thuvia
chris107: "Perhaps you could buy her? Hope she's not worth her weight in gold."
Smon: Berta 'the Fat' is sorry to see Zagaar go.
Prince Skylio: "hey mordred smell my fingers"
chris107: Mordred beats a hasty retreat "You animal!"
Smon: >>3/3/47 Zagaar awakens this time in his room at the inn, to a sound like thunder... Berta is beside him, snoring contentedly. Smon: Well, it has to beat sheep, right? chris107: You think? Prince Skylio: Zagaar has no regrets. Smon: That seems a good place to stop. Are you planning to head west to the Temple of Belaras now? Smon: Deliver the stick? chris107: Yup, Sandro's stick needs delivering. Happy to help Prince Skylio: Zagaar delivered the stick the previous night Prince Skylio: But in all seriousness yes<<
Prince Skylio: "farewell berta"
Smon: (GM OOC you're about 2 weeks behind Hakeem in the timeline, chris)
Smon: Berta waves Zagaar goodbye. "Farewell, my Prince!"
chris107: (Ah okay.)
chris107: Mordred wretches
Smon: She takes a disconsolate bite from the wilted cabbage at her breast.
Smon: /roll d8
Smon rolls 1d8 and gets: 4,
Prince Skylio: "her cabbage tasted better"
Smon: The sky is grey, overcast, but the rain is holding off for now as you set off west on the long hill hike to the greatest tourist trap in all the Ghinarian Hills...
chris107: Mordred is looking forward to the cultural experience.
Prince Skylio: Z is indifferent
Smon: Sandro: "I have to pass this staff on to Larsonos, High Priest of Mitra at the Temple..."
Smon: /roll d20
chris107: "Then let us make haste!"
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets: 17,
chris107: Mordred releases the owl.
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 5,
chris107: "Warn me of any dangers you see, my lovely!"
Prince Skylio: Z shakes his head in disbelief
Smon: You have walked a little over 5 miles, half way to the Sky God Idol now visible on the distant bluffs, when the owl (Misha?) warns Mordred of a stranger on the road ahead.
chris107: Misha is Polgara II, yes.
chris107: "Halt you great oaf. There is a stranger ahead."
Smon: You're going to rename it every time a goblin shoots it, ok.
Prince Skylio: "A poacher hopefully"
chris107:
Smon: Sandro melts off the roadway into the bushes.
chris107: Mordred ignores the surly brute.
Prince Skylio: Z joins Sandro in the bushes
Smon: A figure emerges from the trees, in travel-stained studded leather, green cape. His ears are pointed - an Elf!
Smon: About his feet gambols an enormous rat!
Smon: ok make Stealth rolls DEX+Prof
chris107: Misha is summoned back and slips up Mordred's wizards sleeve out of harms way.
Prince Skylio rolls 1d20+1 and gets: 5, (+1) = 6
chris107: "Good morning, Elf."
Smon: The Elf stops, nods. "Good morning, Avalonian. I am Maegladher."
chris107: "Excuse my oafish friends."
Smon: He nods. "Yon half orc in the bushes is a little noisy."
Prince Skylio: Z points at the rat. "Are you going to eat that?"
Prince Skylio: after removing himself from the bush
Smon: The elf shakes his head. "Nay. Galadan is my Animal Companion."
chris107: "Nice to meet you Maegladher. I am Mordred midwinter. That is a fine rat you have there."
Smon: The giant rat twitches its nose approvingly at Mordred.
Prince Skylio: "where'd you pick him up"
Smon: "He came to me, in the Sacred Rituals of Bonding at the Grove of the Rising Sun, as dawn broke over the Eastern Sea."
chris107: "You are a Druid?"
Smon: "Filmathiel herself led the ceremony!"
Prince Skylio: "Ah, okay." Z fantasizes about succulent rat soup
Smon: "Nay, a Ranger Scout, in service to Kambdum Domnavrente, King of Diancecht."
Smon: "The King has tasked me to venture North, to gather news of these lands. There are rumours of war. The warlord Hakeem came to our city, questing for the fiery swords of Bondor! They say the Black Sun is on the march."
chris107: "A land unfamiliar to me. Where are you heading?"
chris107: "I am new here. I have heard of some ruffian or other mobalising the peasants."
Smon: "I am heading east, to Bratanis and to Selatine. They say there is turmoil in Thracia, the ancient dungeon city north of Selatine. The lizardmen have travelled north with Shieldbiter the Dragonborn."
Smon: "Great things are afoot!" He smiles.
chris107: "It is a strange land."
Smon: The Elf shrugs. "Strange, but beautiful in its way."
chris107: "I would suggest you beware of a predatory hag by the name of berta when you pass through Bratanis."
Prince Skylio: "like me" Z grins
Prince Skylio: "Don't speak about Berta like that you owl-molesting simpleton"
chris107: "Any warnings for the road ahead? We are heading for the Temple Tomb of Beleras."
Smon: "A hag?" The Elf pales, hand to sword hilt. "Such foulness must be opposed!"
chris107: "Sorry, I meant SLAG."
Smon: Maegladher nods. "Indeed. Brigand trash, the refuse of Yusan's army, lurk in the ruins beneath Sky God Idol. Pilgrims have been robbed and assaulted."
Prince Skylio: "She is no hag, Elf" Z furrows his brow.
chris107: "This is bad news, we will try to clear the place of such low folk if we get chance after our mission."
Smon: Maegladher looks uncertainly at the squabbling duo. His skin has the reddish tone of the Southern elves.
Smon: He nods. "Best of fortune with you, friends. You may find me in Selatine, I hear there is an excellent Inn..."
chris107: "I wish you well."
chris107: "Come, Orc. We have important stuff to do."
Smon: "Or if you should ever come south, seek the Rangers of my Captain, Anewein - you will find me in her service."
Smon: "For now, farewell!"
chris107: "Farewell!"
Smon: Maegladher slaps fist to chest in salute, then turns and jogs off down the trail, his rat following.
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 3,
chris107: When he is out of sight, Mordred will turn to his companion. "Must you embarrass me in front of everyone we meet?"
Smon: You continue west. Another 5 miles' hike brings you to the Sky God Idol about lunchtime.
chris107: He releases the owl once more.
Smon: Sandro makes some crack about Ralluan reality-theatrical entertainment you don't understand.
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 1,
chris107: Mordred frets about the low company he finds himself in.
Prince Skylio: "Yes Mordred. The journeys are long and wearsome and mocking your pet is my main source of pleasure."
Smon: Your path brings you close to the eastern tunnel entrance in the cliffs south of the Idol.
Smon: Indeed there are recent tracks in the muddy greensward.
chris107: "Sandro, do you know where you are going?"
chris107: "I wonder if this is where the brigands hole up? You want to take a look?"
Smon: Sandro nods. "Aye, they say another 24 miles to the Temple-Tomb of Belaras - should be there noon tomorrow..."
Smon: Sandro shrugs. "As you will."
Smon: OOC I'll play him as necessary, he'll go third.
Prince Skylio: "Yes Mordred, and your owl is a beautiful creature. Not at all silly."
Smon: You look up at the vast weathered form, the wings spread wide, the face long obscured by age and decay...
Prince Skylio: ooc SOMEONE got hold of the laptop
chris107: Mordred approaches the tunnels, casting a light cantrip on The Verminator.
Smon:
chris107: "Illuminate our path!"
Smon: The tunnel goes west about 20' then turns north.
chris107: oops, I'll just grab a pencil
Smon: Mordred has a strange sense of deja vu, as if he'd trod this path before in another life...
Smon: OOC Hakeem went in this way a while back
chris107: he did
chris107: met the travelling adventurers
chris107: who told him of the goings on in Thracia?
Smon: yup
chris107: Mordred prods at Zagaar to get going.
Prince Skylio: "okay okay"
Prince Skylio: Z heads forwards
Prince Skylio: "The Verminator is glowing. That means rats are nearby" Z smiles proudly
chris107: Mordred smiles
Smon: GM After 10' you come to a n side passage, but the muddy tracks continue w past a door in the n wall.
chris107: and follows the foolish Orc around the corner.
Smon: The door has Ghinarian writing on a plate: "Study - students forbidden"
chris107: "Follow those tracks."
chris107: "Or look beyond that door?"
Prince Skylio: "I think we should stick to the tracks."
Smon: 30' past the study a second side passage leads off n, an open door opposite in the s wall. The study door is unlocked, do you open it?
chris107: Mordred will peak inside as they pass.
Smon: Mordred opens the door - his vision takes in rows of tomes of occult lore, many more tomes on pond ecology...
Smon: Make an INT+Prof Arcana check.
chris107 rolls 1d20+5 and gets: 14, (+5) = 19
Smon:
Smon: And on the topmost shelf opposite, the legendary Septimus Severian, a spellbook of great puissance. That's what the spine says, anyway.
chris107: "This will be of no interest to you Zagaar. These things are called books."
chris107: Greedy Mordred will try and get the magical spell book.
Prince Skylio: Zagaar frowns and picks one up before stashing it away. "Toilet paper for the road" he winks
Smon: Zagaar grabs the nearest, a moldy tome on pond drainage & flow regulation.
chris107: "Philistine." tuts Mordred.
Smon: Mordred reaches up lightly and plucks down the ancient tome, the fine scaled leather binding is still good.
Smon: Dragonhide?
chris107: Can he tell?
Smon: Tell what?
chris107: if it is Dragonhide
Smon: It's scaly, emerald-green - green dragon or a lesser drake maybe?
Smon: Are you opening it?
chris107: "Mordred bring the Verminator over here. I need the light to see what I have."
Prince Skylio: Z shines the light of the Verminator over Mordred's stupid book
chris107: He will inspect it later, knowing that wizards of old would often protect their spell books with magical traps."
chris107: "Thank you."
chris107: He stores the precious book away in his pack to gloat over later.
Smon: Definitely says on the cover "Septimus Severian - Enchantments of the 7 Ranks of Magicke"
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 6,
Smon: lol
Smon: always the way
chris107:
Smon: first check!
Smon: /roll d4
Smon rolls 1d4 and gets: 4,
Smon: "What ye have there, friends?"
Smon: /roll d4
Smon rolls 1d4 and gets: 2,
Smon: You turn to see 2 chain-armoured Dwarves regarding you from the doorway.
chris107: "Hello, Dwarves."
Smon: Bolfi's people - you dimly recognise them.
Smon: "Found something good, did ye?"
Smon: The tone isn't particularly friendly.
chris107: "How is Bolfi?"
chris107: "Nothing that would be of interest to Dwarves, I assure you."
Smon: "He's good - took a goblin cut few days back, still healin' up. We've routed most of the wee buggers, now."
chris107: "Excellent news."
Smon: The dwarf raises a bristly eyebrow. "Aye? Well this is all our stuff now, by Ancient Right of Possession. Seein' as yer mates ye can buy those two books offae us..."
chris107: "Outrageous! After we slew Goblins with Bolfi?"
chris107: "Out of the question my good Dwarf."
Smon: The dwarf strokes his beard. "Aye. What am I bid fer them fine tomes?"
Smon: The other dwarf hefts his axe with a dangerous look.
chris107: "I really wouldn't do that my friend." He thumbs towards the hulking Orc behind him.
chris107: "He gets nervous around axes."
Prince Skylio: "Seriously. You're like 3 feet tall. Piss off."
chris107: "Good advise."
Smon: Make CHA+Prof Intimidate checks, one of you needs 15+.
chris107 rolls 1d20+2 and gets: 1, (+2) = 3
chris107: Oops
Prince Skylio rolls 1d20 and gets: 2,
Smon: LOL
Prince Skylio: omg
chris107: We are not very impressive
Prince Skylio: (have i just pissed my pants)
Smon: The dwarves growl, raise axes and heft shields.
Smon: "Your funeral..."
Smon: They close in.
Smon: LOL LOL
Smon: roll init!
chris107: Mordred whips out his slim sword.
chris107 rolls 1d20+3 and gets: 12, (+3) = 15
Prince Skylio: Z prepares the Verminator for imminent midget pulverization
Smon: They are heavily armoured in stout chain & shield, wielding gleaming axes.
Smon: /roll d20+1
Smon rolls 1d20+1 and gets: 12, (+1) = 13
Prince Skylio rolls 1d20-1 and gets: 8, (-1) = 7
chris107: (Shield spell, I cast as a reaction to been hit?)
Smon: OK Mordred then the Dwarfs.
Smon: yup
Smon: 1 vs each of you
chris107: Action surge, 2 attacks
Smon: Mordred vs the talky dwarf
chris107 Rolls 1d20+5x2 and gets:
2 (+5) = 7
12 (+5) = 17
Smon: AC 18
chris107:
Smon: His shield rim deflects a good stab at his eyes.
chris107: Mordred is AC20?
Smon: He ripostes...
Smon: I only have lvl 1 Mordred linked, AC 18 w shield - http://www.dragonsfoot.org/forums/viewtopic.php?f=26&t=70130&p=1847271#p1846531
Smon: /roll d20+4
Smon rolls 1d20+4 and gets: 3, (+4) = 7
Smon: Mordred parries.
Smon: The second comes at Zagaar:
Smon: /roll d20+4
Smon rolls 1d20+4 and gets: 3, (+4) = 7
Smon: Also easily parried.
Smon: Zagaar's turn
Prince Skylio: (AC 16 for ref)
chris107: Ah, yes. His 16 Dex doesn't count in heavy armour
Smon: ok thx kyle
Prince Skylio rolls 1d20+6 and gets: 5, (+6) = 11
Smon: Dwarves would be AC 19 too so just as well no DEX
chris107: phew
Smon: action surge?
Prince Skylio: yes
Smon: ok 2nd attack
Prince Skylio rolls 2d1+6 and gets: 1, 1 (+6) = 8
Smon: d20
Smon:
Prince Skylio: oops
Prince Skylio rolls 1d20+6 and gets: 1, (+6) = 7
Prince Skylio: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Smon: You scrabble inconclusively at each other.
chris107:
Smon: Round 2 - Mordred
chris107: Mordred action surges again
Smon: "Ye seem affy keen tae die fer some books!"
chris107 Rolls 1d20+5x2 and gets:
13 (+5) = 18
13 (+5) = 18
Smon: ouch
chris107:
chris107 rolls 2d8+10 and gets: 8, 2, (+10) = 20
Smon: Mordred's bright blade evades shield, pierces chain.
Smon: The dwarf falls, pierced to the vittles.
chris107: "I should bugger off if I were you!"
Smon: Morded wheels and stabs the second for 7 dmg.
Smon: The one on the ground writhes in pain. "Ah!"
Prince Skylio: "nicely done"
chris107: "Thanks."
Smon: His companion steps back, bleeding. He speaks: "Okay! Ye may have yer damn books! Let me take my friend."
Smon: "I'm a-dyin!" moans the one on the ground.
chris107: "Of course. We are not Goblins. Sorry it had to come to this."
Smon: GM: The second dwarf grabs his comrade by the neck guard, hauling him back into the corridor.
Prince Skylio: "Maybe we'll meet again under different circumstances. It is a SMALL world after all"
Smon: LOL
Prince Skylio: "now get out"
Smon: GM 100 xp each
chris107: Mordred grins at Zagaars clever quip.
Smon: The wounded dwarf drags his comrade away.
chris107: "I think we should get out of here. dwarves are famous for seeking revenge."
Smon: West - the way you were going.
Prince Skylio: "Revenge? They should be greatful that I didn't cave their skulls in"
chris107: "There were a lot of them I seem to remember..."
chris107: Quick search for other goodies in the room then back out?
chris107: (We have to finish around10 by the way, early start in the morning )
Smon: GM: You scan the titles - numerous mildewed works on occult lore, some mildly interesting astrology, lots about pond ecology, newts & such.
Smon: Nothing particularly valuable.
Prince Skylio: "let's grab anything important and scarper then"
Smon: Mordred can make an INT check.
chris107: "Then lets get sandro's stick delivered and I can get a proper look at this book."
chris107 rolls 1d20+5 and gets: 2, (+5) = 7
Smon: He doesn't see anything worth much.
Smon: You head out.
Smon: Back out in what is now intermittent sunlight breaking through the clouds.
Smon: You resume the journey west, but have only travelled an hour - about 3 miles - to about 2pm, when the owl reports three figures approaching.
Smon: 1 female, 2 male.
chris107: "Thank you, Misha."
Prince Skylio: "mordred how does that owl tell you things exactly"
Smon: Sandro: "Magic!"
chris107: Mordred informs his chums of this. "Do you want to go play in the uundergrowth again?"
Smon: Sandro shrugs and slips into the bushes, he likes showing off.
chris107: "You wouldn't understand Zagaar. A low fellow like you could not begin to grasp even the rudiments of the magical knowledge at my fingertips."
Smon: An oddly garbed woman comes round the bend at a good pace, looking around her. She looks worried. http://img.escapade.co.uk/SALEHIRE/Large/551319XS1.jpg
Prince Skylio: "Your best friend is a fucking bird."
Smon: Behind her are two heavy set men in studded armour, carrying big hammers.
Prince Skylio: "why hello there"
Smon: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4d/99/94/4d99941e1117b613fca2de1f3f6ccb56.jpg
chris107: "Good afternoon madam.
Smon: http://web-vassets.ea.com/Assets/Richmedia/Image/Screenshots/The-Sims-Medieval-Male-Blacksmith_656x369.jpg?cb=1315963609
Smon: They stop and regard you. The woman looks nervous.
Smon: "H-hullo there. You wouldn't happen to have seen a blonde-haired noble lady being carried off by brigands?"
Prince Skylio: "so which one is your boyfriend madam. If your answer is 'neither' - Hi, I'm Zagaar"
Smon: The men - they look like smiths - regard you suspiciously.
Smon: Zagaar can attempt a CHA roll.
Smon:
Smon: bet it's a 2
Prince Skylio rolls 1d20 and gets: 6,
Prince Skylio: (back to Berta's arms it would seem)
chris107: "I'm afraid not. A friend of yours? Please forgive my friend, he is simple."
Smon: She crosses her arms. "They're not my boyfriends - these are the Alces brothers, smiths and great warriors. I am Brionny Fortin, assistant to the Lady Lucretia Alamsor."
Prince Skylio: "Hmpf whatever. Well gentlemen I wish you good fortune in murdering this slut. Have a good day."
Smon: Brionny nods. "The Lady disappeared from our Pilgrims' camp last night. Tracks led in this direction..."
chris107: "Perhaps we could assist you in your search?"
Smon: Brionny looks at Zagaar, eyes wide, takes a step back.
chris107: Mordred dies a little inside.
Smon: The men growl and move in front of her protectively.
Prince Skylio: "Sorry it's been a long day"
Prince Skylio: "would you care for some succulent rat steak as a token of apology"
chris107: "I found some muddy footprints..." steps in Mordred desperately
Smon: One of the men speaks up: "Aye? Where?"
chris107: "Perhaps they belong to your lady's captors?"
Smon: Brionny looks at Zagaar: "I don't think I quite understand what you're saying - sorry, I'm Ralluan..."
chris107: "Come, Zagaar, you bafoon. Let's show them."
Smon: The men nod. "Aye - there are rumours of brigands at Sky God Idol again..."
chris107: "Please, follow me. Watch out for dwarves though. They bite."
Smon: Brionny nods to Mordred distractedly. "If you can help us that would be excellent. The Lady is rich, but has a tendency towards getting kidnapped..."
Prince Skylio: "at your ankles"
Smon: "Most of her wealth is at Selatine. Rescue her, I'm sure she'll reward you MOST handsomely!"
chris107: "Why that sounds fabulous."
Prince Skylio: "handjob?"
Prince Skylio: "i mean how far"
chris107: "Lead on Zagaar!"
Smon: Brionny looks to Mordred desperately.
Smon: "Could I speak with you privately, sir?"
Prince Skylio: "lets go!" Z daydreams of his potential wealth
Smon: She gestures toward the bushes.
chris107: "Of course m'lady."
Smon: The smiths move to block Zagaar from following as Brionny & Mordred go out of earshot.
Smon: Brionny looks over at the road, then back to Mordred. "The Orc - is he mad? I said nothing to arouse his wrath..."
chris107: "He means well m'lady. however he has taken many blows to the head. It has left him little better than an animal. he is useful to have around however, just for squishing our enemies. I assure you he will do you no harm."
Smon: She nods. "I can tell you have the look of a warrior, good sir. The Alces brothers are sturdy and brave, but they are not Warriors - Lady Vex of Selatine lent them to Lady Lucretia as guards for the pilgrimage. If you can help us..."
Smon: She takes a step towards Morded, eyes wide.
Smon: "I would be MOST grateful..."
chris107: "Why it is my duty as a gentleman to do so."
chris107: He bows floridly
Smon: Brionny bites her bottom lip, nods. Smiles as Mordred bows.
Smon: "You ARE a true gentleman, sir! I know you will save my Lady!"
chris107: And that's our time up I'm afraid
Smon: good timing
Smon: I like Brionny, always fun.
chris107: Nice session
chris107: Thanks Simon.
Smon: Thanks guys, great as always!
Prince Skylio: Thanks
Smon: Bit of luck vs those dwarves!
chris107: It was fun
Smon: You could have been swinging all night.
Prince Skylio: haha
chris107: No reply from your friend as yet. I'll roll up a character once I hear from her.
Smon: I have next Friday down for next game?
chris107: Yeah, AC is a big thing in 5e.
chris107: That sounds right.
Smon: I have loads of free time so if other days come up can do, but am out next Wed
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