Corren & Rowan II

<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0><tr> <td valign="top" rowspan="2" width=210 BGCOLOR="#99CC99" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="12a8dfc3.jpg"> <div> <B>  </B></div> </td> <td valign="top" colspan=2 height=82 BGCOLOR="#CCCC99" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="12b8dfe1esnpes.jpg"> <div> <FONT SIZE="5" COLOR="#336666" FACE="Arial" ><B>Missiledine's Archives</B></FONT><B>     </B><B>|</B><B>     </B><A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Missiledines Archives"><U><B>home</B></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id48.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan"><U>Corren & Rowan</U></A>   |   <B>Corren & Rowan II</B>   |   <A HREF="id115.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan III"><U>Corren & Rowan III</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id116.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan IV"><U>Corren & Rowan IV</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id117.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan V"><U>Corren & Rowan V</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id118.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan VI"><U>Corren & Rowan VI</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id119.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan VII"><U>Corren & Rowan VII</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id120.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan IIX"><U>Corren & Rowan IIX</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id187.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan IIIX"><U>Corren & Rowan IIIX</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id188.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Epilouge"><U>Epilouge</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id6.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" Missiledines Archives"><U><B>Archive Directory</B></U></A></div> </td> </tr><tr> <td valign="top" height=398 colspan=2 BGCOLOR="#CCCC99" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="12b8dfc3.jpg"> <div> <I>Corren & Rowan II</I></div> <bR> <div> 3rd Game Session </div> <div>           Velitrium Campaign: Lendale Faire </div> <div>           PC: Corren </div> <div>           Rowan </div> <bR> <bR> <div>           Missiledine: Okay, your here. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Dude </div> <div>           Missiledine: My friend, Tyler (aka ElwingFD) will be with us shortly....I hope </div> <div>           ElwingFD has entered the room. </div> <div>           Missiledine: How are things in SD? </div> <div>           Missiledine: There he is </div> <div>           ElwingFD: hey all </div> <div>           Missiledine: Tyler, meet Dave, Dave, meet Tyler </div> <div>           ElwingFD: Hi Dave </div> <div>           Missiledine: weird doing this on IM </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: cold. snow cover is permanent for the duration, i expect. usually there is a melt off before</div> <bR> <div>           permanent snowcover starts in Dec or Jan. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: hi El </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I thought you did it before on IM </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: or Tyler. </div> <div>           Missiledine: No introducing strangers </div> <div>           ElwingFD: ahh </div> <div>           Missiledine: Okay, Ty, what did you, uhm, ressurect? </div> <div>           Missiledine: Or do you want to talk privately? </div> <div>           ElwingFD: that's your call, GM </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: I like surprises. </div> <div>           ElwingFD: brb, Dave </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: k </div> <div>           Missiledine: Okay, be right back Dave </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: test </div> <div>           Missiledine: You passed </div> <div>           Missiledine: Okay, I think TY is about set </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: I will look later. i am looking over GURPS playtesting files. </div> <bR> <div>           Missiledine: Ok, Tyler has a character, he is reviewing the archives and will be joining us shortly </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: k. </div> <div>           Missiledine: So, we can get rolling </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: all right. we left off at the bar, i recall. </div> <div>           Missiledine: When last we saw our, uhm hero.... He was chatting up some saucey serving wench. It </div> <div>           was getting dark, he has finished his meal, his dining companion </div> <div>           has left </div> <div>           Missiledine: Activity will continue on the faire grounds for some time, but you can retire to the flop tent </div> <div>           at any time </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren has another beer and relaxes. He is not eager to go to bed yet, </div> <div>           Missiledine: getting the chick to join you in the flop tent will require some serious Fast Talk rolls! </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: He doesn't seriously make a pass at the wench. She gets enough of that as it is. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Ok, you relax with your beer and watch the crowd go by </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Yup. i suppose that if nothing happens this evening he ecventually heads off for sleep. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: another day. another beer </div> <div>           Missiledine: Outside the 'streets' are being lit up with torches, lanterns and braziers. There is a </div> <div>           definate chill in the air, it is getting on to fall. There are lots of people </div> <div>           still enjoying the faire tho Activity won't slack off till close to midnight </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: hmmmm.... Corren will leave a tip and go wander the faire a bit no desitnation, he just </div> <div>           ambles. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Ok, the boxing matches are still going on, tho they seem to be coming to a close for the </div> <div>           day </div> <div>           Missiledine: There is a large board listing the names of all the remaining contestents, but of course, </div> <div>           you can't read it </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. he doesn't go there,. he has seen it, what otehr wonders does the faire hold? </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: illiteracy sucks, how many names? </div> <div>           Missiledine: Well, a lot of the contests are closed for the night </div> <div>           Missiledine: More than you have fingers </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: lol. </div> <div>           Missiledine: But there is a livestock auction going on down by the corrals </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay, corren takes a gander at the ivestock. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Well, at the moment they are auctioning off hogs, but the ready corral is full of horses and </div> <div>           a lot of buyers are lining up along those fences to check the </div> <div>           horse flesh </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: no interest in hogs. horses maybe. Corren just looks. </div> <div>           Missiledine: All right, from what you can over hear, the livestock, especially the eatable type, are </div> <div>           selling at a premium tonight, but everyone seems to think that the </div> <div>           horses will sell cheap. No one wants to feed them over the winter </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: interesting. too bad Corren hasn't the scatch to come close to a horses value. </div> <bR> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Well, Corren loses interest and wanders around some </div> <div>           ElwingFD: OK, Rowan is ready </div> <div>           Missiledine: Im back </div> <div>           Missiledine: Archives of play are on their own page, not in Driveway </div> <div>           Missiledine: The other player is PBEM only </div> <div>           ElwingFD: oh, I was looking under the file links </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: I like this format for e-play. it works better than I thought. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Okay, just to remind you two...If your gonna make rude remarks about the Duke's wife, </div> <div>           and you type em here, then your character said it. Ok? </div> <div>           ElwingFD: aw, not even if we end it in a :-) </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: arrrg. I didn't know that . thanks for the warning </div> <div>           ElwingFD: there is nothing in the archives page </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: I had a GM who did that and he did not warn us. </div> <div>           Missiledine: If you want to, then set up another chat area for that </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: nah. it will help me stay inj charactor </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Gaming Session Archives link to archives. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: well, where were we? oh. Corren just goes to sleep. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Now, Dave, your character is down at the livestock pens waiting for the horse auction to </div> <div>           start... Tyler, it is dark now, the faire hass gone on all day. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: k. </div> <div>           ElwingFD: ok, I assume I'm on my own right now </div> <div>           Missiledine: The grounds are lit by torch and lantern, most stalls and activities are still in full swing </div> <div>           Missiledine: Yep </div> <div>           Missiledine: Anything that you want to do </div> <div>           ElwingFD: no, I'll wait till morning </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: is there any music or dancing going on? seems to me night would be the best time for a </div> <div>           square dance or something </div> <div>           Missiledine: Ok Ty </div> <div>           Missiledine: Yes, there are several areas that you can hear music and laughter coming from </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren checks out the music </div> <div>           Missiledine: Well, arriving at the nearest scene you discover that a troupe of Jongeleurs have set up </div> <div>           their wagon stages and are putting on a show </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: cool. corren watches the entertainment </div> <div>           Missiledine: It is what you would describe as a musical/variety act... Slapstick, puppets, music, etc </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: BTW. do you want to hurry things along? if so, we can assume Corren stays out late </div> <div>           looking for diversion. like music, jongeleurs. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Uhmm, Ty has finally accessed the archives, there seems to be a problem with the links.. </div> <div>           So it dosen't really matter at the moment </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. well, I think we can assume Corren spends a lot of time taking in the </div> <div>           entertainment, and goes to bed after midnight. I don;t want to be out of </div> <div>           charactor, but there is not much to roleplay... </div> <div>           Missiledine: For the sake of convenience we'll regroup this in the early morning of the next day. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: good idea. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Corren will awaken in the flop tent that he used last night </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rowan, I will assume that you also spent the night in one of the flop tents </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Okay. corren checks his belongings and goes to seek breakfast </div> <div>           ElwingFD: yep </div> <div>           Missiledine: yep </div> <div>           ElwingFD: ditto, pack up and look for food </div> <div>           Missiledine: The crowds are already beginning to grow again, you (both opf you) can hear the calls </div> <div>           being made by the Mitraen priests to bring the faithful to the </div> <div>           central area for morning worship. </div> <div>           Missiledine: A large portion of the crowd is moving in that direction now </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: errrr.... Corren goes to attend morning services. He seldom gets a chance in the field, </div> <div>           so he has no excuse mow. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: now </div> <div>           Missiledine: Corren, you have some time before your due to fight again </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I assume none of the eating establishments will be open so I will keep to myself and </div> <div>           wander </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. Corren attends worship, then gets breakfast. </div> <div>           Missiledine: They are starting to open up, you shouldn't have anytrouble getting a hot meal, or a colod </div> <div>           one </div> <div>           ElwingFD: hot sounds good </div> <div>           Missiledine: The religous services are well attended and the platform is crowded with blue and white </div> <div>           robes, at least ten priests in full finery are up there </div> <div>           Missiledine: Despite the overabundance of clergy the services go pretty quickly </div> <div>           Missiledine: The main point of this faire is buisness, not religion </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: :-P Okay, then. Corren gets breakfast. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rowan, you can find a decent looking tent, serving hot breakfasts, that hasn't filled up yet,</div> <bR> <div>           tho that is changing quickly </div> <div>           ElwingFD: get there first, since I didn't attend service :-) </div> <div>           Missiledine: By the time Corren gets to the food tents, seating is at apremium </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren gets something breadlike and hot from a stand rather than sitting. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: beer too </div> <div>           Missiledine: There is only one place left to sit, the other seat (across the table) is occupied by a man, </div> <div>           wearing leather armor (simiolaer to your own) who has clearly </div> <div>           been there awhile </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: <hint hint> </div> <div>           Missiledine: yep, yep </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Okay. Corren takes the only seat available to him again.... o </div> <div>           Missiledine: :-) </div> <div>           ElwingFD: ah fate </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: didn't even have to pay for that advantage... </div> <div>           Missiledine: (Of all the cheap gin joints in all the..... Never mind) </div> <div>           ElwingFD: oh yes you will </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: well, this is the middle-ages or something close to it. social norms are different. if that is </div> <div>           the only seat available, then it is open for someone. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Well, the serving wench, an woman old enough to be your mother, comes by and asks </div> <div>           'What'll ya have hon? </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "Whatever is hot, with some cider. thank you" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren smiles politely </div> <div>           ElwingFD: Rowan nods to you when you sit down, btw </div> <div>           ElwingFD: what do I see sitting next to me, GM? </div> <div>           Missiledine: What happened to the beer? </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: i changed my mind. whimsy </div> <div>           Missiledine: Oh, well... sitting next to you is this huge, warty, toad like thing, but across from you is a </div> <div>           young man,perhaps 16 to 18 years of age, in leather armor, </div> <div>           carrying a bundle that includes a spear </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: chainmail corslet. </div> <div>           Missiledine: oops! Sorry </div> <div>           Missiledine: Wrong sheet (NPC) </div> <div>           ElwingFD: ah, that npc sheet has the bundle containing several wands of fireballs, I'm sure </div> <div>           Missiledine: Thats right, and the Arrow of Slaying marked "ROWAN" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: np. all blackened armour equipment. No symbols or heraldry, shield slung on back is </div> <div>           blank. axe looped in blet. knife shethed in boot. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: oh. corren nods back... to what? </div> <div>           ElwingFD: ah, merc, Rowan thinks to himself </div> <div>           Missiledine: Corren sees, across from him.....a wimpy looking human in leather armor </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren introduces himself. "Corren" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: ah not wimpy, medium build...alittle on the light side maybe </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I'm Rowan...nice to meet you </div> <div>           Missiledine: he's 5'10 145 human...dirty blonde hair, blue eyes </div> <div>           ElwingFD: isn't cut and paste a wonderful thing </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: lol. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Yeah, how do ya like them apples! </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: what happened to color? </div> <div>           Missiledine: Cut and paste </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: i see. </div> <div>           Missiledine: well, Rowan, your working on your meal. Corren, you are waiting for yours </div> <div>           ElwingFD: what brings you to the faire, Corren? </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "Music, jongeleurs, boxing. Fodd, womenm beer. not necessarily in that order. And </div> <div>           t\youself? what do you do?" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: pardon my typos </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: fpdd = food </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I was travelling, and happened to hear about the faire, I thought it would be wonderful to </div> <div>           see. </div> <div>           Missiledine: As your sitting chatting, a man approaches the table. Corren, you recognise Rolb. </div> <div>           Rowan, you see a short, wiry, dark complected man wearing a </div> <div>           leather jerkin and a shortsword with baldric... "Mornin Corren, laddie!" He calls out "Are ya ready fer </div> <div>           yer set too this mornin?" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "Rolb! I am as ready as I will ever be. I don'y fight for awhile yet." Is there spase for him? </div> <div>           If so Corren aks him to join. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: space </div> <div>           Missiledine: You can edge over a bit to let him on the bench </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren does so. </div> <div>           Missiledine: He nods to you Rowan, "Mornin'" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: good morning, I'm Rowan </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren says "We just met." </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Ah, Rolb is me name. Are ye friends with the lad here?" </div> <div>           Missiledine: (Cross over) </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. </div> <div>           ElwingFD: what is this fight you talk of? </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "boxing. Rolb and I were matched yesterday. I won by good fortune. next set is this </div> <div>           morning" </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Corren here fancies himself a bit of a boxer." Rolb is quite cheery about it </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "Goes with the trase" Corren grins </div> <div>           ElwingFD: hmm, I've never seen this boxing before. I will have to come and see it </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: trade </div> <div>           Missiledine: "And do ya know what the prize is?" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren looks a bit astonished. never seen boxing? </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren chuckes "I never thought to ask. It looked like fun" </div> <div>           Missiledine: "The winner gets a gold solar, second place a gold royal. As you say, it goes with the </div> <div>           trade!" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: (goes to file links to look up conversion table) </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Of course, there's a bit o money changin hands on the side as well." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren is amused by that. "Gold is better than silver." </div> <div>           Missiledine: ($100 1st $50 2nd) </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "I expect wagering is even bigger business" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: danka </div> <div>           Missiledine: "I dunna think of wagerin as a buisness! Its much more serious than that!" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren snorts in his mug of cider in amusement. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren is in good spirits. </div> <div>           Missiledine: You havce both finished your meals by now, you can order more or move on. Corren -You</div> <bR> <div>           have a half hour or so before appearing for the match. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: what is the food? </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: nevermind </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren goes to the boxing area. he wants to loosen up and see who he is up against. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Hot porridge, bread, cheese, fruit </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: good. </div> <div>           ElwingFD: may I join you? I'd be interested in watching this if you don't mind </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "Of course" </div> <div>           Missiledine: "It should be right, er, interestin." Rolb agrees </div> <div>           ElwingFD: (I'll bet) "ok, thanks"... I tag along </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Rolb will be betting on the other guy. corren expects. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Arriving at the ring, Corren checks in with the marshals. They tell yoiu to get ready </div> <div>           quickly. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren strips, packs up his things and limbers up. </div> <div>           ElwingFD: so Rolb, how does the fight bracket work? How far along are the boxers and how many </div> <div>           more must each face? </div> <div>           Missiledine: "well, if our boy here dosen't get his bell rung today, he'll have another one to do this </div> <div>           afternoon, then the finals will be tomorrow morning with the </div> <div>           championship, so to speak, tomorrow night </div> <div>           ElwingFD: is it single elimination now or round-robin? </div> <div>           Missiledine: "They're down to eliminations now, I expect." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren rubs his hands in some dirt. cracks his knuckles, </div> <div>           ElwingFD: how big is Corren? </div> <div>           Missiledine: Corren, they are calling your name </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren steps him immediately </div> <div>           Missiledine: 6'1" 170lbs </div> <div>           ElwingFD: Rowan hears in the background "Let's get ready to rumble!" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: kinda thin and looks rather young </div> <div>           ElwingFD: not the giant I was thinking he was </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: the giant with the warts was sitting on the other side </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: :-0 </div> <div>           ElwingFD: :-) </div> <div>           Missiledine: More to the point... Corren's opponent... Is a man in his late twenties, about the same </div> <div>           height as Corren but probably thirty ponds heavier, very </div> <div>           muscular </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: crap </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren goes to the cleaner </div> <div>           ElwingFD: how is Correns muscular structure? </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Aye," Mutters Rolb, "We'll probably see your in a minute...after he beats it out of ya." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren chuckles. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Your opponent is stretching a bit, flexing his muscles, warming up </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren watches his stance. is this the professional guy? </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I look at the odds (Im sure it's posted somewhere if betting is this heavy) what is Corren </div> <div>           rated at? </div> <div>           Missiledine: Hard to say, looks pretty damn competent </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Katalla do not fear battle.... </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Aye, just pain" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren is ready </div> <div>           Missiledine: The betting is running 3 to 1 against Corren </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: 8-) </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I'll be Apollo Creeds corner man....THROW THE TOWEL!!! </div> <div>           Missiledine: The bell rings and you each salute and approack each other. He seems to be waiting to </div> <div>           see what you do </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren studies his opponenta moment and opens with a punch/parry </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: I was hoping he would be overconfident.... </div> <div>           Missiledine: You throw a good punch, but he easily parries it. He does not counter attack </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: hmmm... </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I turn to Rolb, "he's playing with the kid" </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Hope he doesn't break the toy." Rolb mutters </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: well, lets go another punch/parry. I am not falling for letting me open up gambit </div> <div>           Missiledine: He keeps moving all the time, but so far hasn't thrown a punch. You have initiative </div> <div>           Missiledine: Again he parries. This time he counter punches, but you parry it </div> <div>           Missiledine: Go ahead </div> <div>           Missiledine: If he is faster then he is holding back. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: good. punch/parry since I have initiative Corren will step back for greater defense. </div> <div>           ElwingFD: is there a time limit, Rolb or do they go till knockdown? </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: +3 I think. </div> <div>           Missiledine: 3 one minute rds, tomorrow its until some one wins </div> <div>           Missiledine: You miss your punch </div> <div>           Missiledine: He counters and hits you hard.. your a bit dazed, but still a going concern </div> <div>           ElwingFD: jeez, that could be 60 combat rounds per round...you must be stretching it </div> <div>           Missiledine: (I am) </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: k. since coren has HPT he punches again </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: what are the rules, anyway? is kicking allowed? </div> <div>           Missiledine: He will dance around a bit, keeping you at a distance, he parries your punch, then </div> <div>           suddenly come roaring in with an all out attack, punching twice </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: good tactics. </div> <div>           Missiledine: (They call it boxing, but as long as you don't clench, gouge or bite, its fair) </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: k </div> <div>           Missiledine: You parry his first punch, but not his second... Again he lands a solid hit, but not enough </div> <div>           to finish you by any means </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: cool. next attack, since he is open is a single All out atack +4 to hit to the vitals. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: since he all out attacked, he should be open... Missiledine: You land the blow, straight to </div> <div>           the gut, he blanches at the hit, but he's still up, though moving a bit slower now </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: wooo hooo! </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: maybe that will take the wind outta his attack. </div> <div>           Missiledine: He's tough though, he immediately backs off, keeping his distance while he regroups </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren presses. two all out attacks. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb is picking up some more action now </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: lol. </div> <div>           ElwingFD: what is the general attitude of the crowd...who are they pulling for? </div> <div>           Missiledine: They started with the attitude that the big guy was gonna walk all over the kid, some of </div> <div>           them are starting to cheer Corren now </div> <div>           Missiledine: Neither punch hits, he counters with a feint, which in your inexperience you fell for, and a </div> <div>           punch to the head </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: k </div> <div>           Missiledine: he's following with an all out attack. For the first time using his speed to take the initiative </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb looks unhappy </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: do I get to counterattack? </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: oh. nevermind </div> <div>           ElwingFD: wait, didn't Rolb put money on the other guy? </div> <div>           Missiledine: He lands one punch, has a clean miss on the other.. your turn (minus to hit this time) </div> <div>           Missiledine: Nah, he's backing Corren </div> <div>           Missiledine: Or was </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: doesn't HPT negate minuses to hit due to damage? </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren all outs again. two attacks. </div> <div>           Missiledine: your right, I forgot </div> <div>           Missiledine: Okay </div> <div>           Missiledine: both hit! </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: gotta keep ya honest :-P </div> <div>           Missiledine: Forgot you had it </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: i like that particular smiley </div> <div>           Missiledine: He's protecting his body now, not counterattacking </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren presses again. relying on his ability to absorb damage to keep going </div> <div>           Missiledine: He seems to be hurting some, keeps defending only.. Parries your punches </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: k. all outs again next round. two attacks </div> <div>           Missiledine: He parries the first, then you miss the second. From out of nowhere he gets you with a </div> <div>           punch that started down by his ankle and went up to your chin.. </div> <div>           You see stars. The bells are ringing and you are now looking at the sky </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. </div> <div>           Missiledine: (Crit Hit) </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren triest o regain his feet. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb climbs in and helps you up. "If its any consolation, I think ya broke a couple of his </div> <div>           ribs" He says </div> <div>           Missiledine: "He's holdin his side pretty tight" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren chokes out a laugh </div> <div>           Missiledine: There is a lot of cheering and back slapping, both for your opponent and yourself </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren goes over to shake his hand </div> <div>           Missiledine: Your things are where you left them </div> <div>           Missiledine: He nods to you, rather wearily and shakes </div> <div>           Missiledine: "You hit pretty good: </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren goes gets his things. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "You fight well. good fight." </div> <div>           Missiledine: He kinda grunts in acknowledgement and moves away with a definate list </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: cool. well at least corren got in his licks. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren says: "Beer" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I congratulate Corren </div> <div>           Missiledine: There is a consolation prize-- a beer </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Hey! </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren is happy </div> <div>           Missiledine: just one </div> <div>           Missiledine: Simple pleasures for.... </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren says to Rolb "I hope you didn;'t lose too much." </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Nothin I canna afford." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren is a merc. as long as he has decent food, good beer and a warm place to bunk, </div> <div>           he couldn;t be more content </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb looks at Rowan, :How about you?" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren slaps him on the back. I will buy you one" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I didn't bet </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Nothin ventured, nothin gained." </div> <div>           ElwingFD: maybe next time </div> <bR> <bR> <div>           Missiledine: "What do ya do Rowan? Yer not a blankshield, ya don't have the look." </div> <div>           ElwingFD: No, I am a Guardian....a druid </div> <div>           Missiledine: Ahh, I wondered about that..." Rolb trails off crypticly </div> <div>           Missiledine: By now you are moving away from the ring, through the crowds towards one of the tavern </div> <div>           tents </div> <div>           ElwingFD: and does that bother you? </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Not at all." He smiles and makes a finger gesture of one of the Faithful </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren shrugs. "what next? After a couple beers to numb the pain..." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: GM query. Faitful as in druidic? </div> <div>           Missiledine: Faithful can refer to a member of either faithm, depending on your view point. To Rowan, </div> <div>           Rolb is one of the Faithful, a Druidic follower </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: got it. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: just making sure. </div> <div>           Missiledine: To Endor, if he were here, Rolb would be, "One of the Others" or a pagan </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: endor? </div> <div>           Missiledine: So would Rowan </div> <div>           Missiledine: The other player, he's a Priest of Mitra </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: oh. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: whatever. Corren just needs a couple beers to fortify him before taking on the rest of the </div> <div>           faire. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. so Corren buys a round of beer </div> <div>           Missiledine: Entering the tavern which is pretty empty since it is only about 9 am, you can see a group</div> <bR> <div>           of three men huddled in the back corner deep in conversation </div> <div>           Missiledine: Corren, you think one of them is Talbon </div> <div>           Missiledine: He has his back to you </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. Corren oders a round of Brown for all three of us. and he rests his bones for a bit. </div> <div>           Corren does not look at Talbon, but he makes sure that he </div> <div>           will be visable when talbon leaves or gets up. he says "Lets stay here a bit." </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb readily accepts the beer </div> <div>           ElwingFD: hmmm, a bit early but I'll drink one </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren is a growing kid, he needs his liquid bread </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: what do the guys with Talbon look like? mercs? </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Well lads," Rolb says "I'm off to Alfan tomorrow. Would either of ya care to join me? </div> <div>           Theres nothin doin, I'm just a goin to the great b4ees and sample </div> <div>           the mead." </div> <div>           Missiledine: One could be, he's in scale armor, the other one is hooded and robed </div> <div>           Missiledine: bees (not b4ees) </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I might be interested....that sounds like a good reason to visit </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren says " I have a contract that starts tomorrow. If we can stay for a bit, I might find </div> <div>           out whether my employer would be interested in retaining </div> <div>           any further services" </div> <div>           Missiledine: "They say the honey bees are as big as chickens! Bigger even! And they make the finest</div> <bR> <div>           honey, and so the best mead, in the whole kingdom!" </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Eh? A contract? Hmmm, can always use a bit of brass. How about you Rowan? </div> <div>           ElwingFD: don't know...what is the job? </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb looks at you Corren </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "You will have to speak to my employer about that. My orders are explicit." Corren </div> <div>           smiles apologetically. </div> <div>           Missiledine: "And who holds the purse?" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: well, I would listen to what he has to say and make a decision after </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren ponders a moment. Did his orders forbid mentioning his name? I think they do </div> <div>           Missiledine: As you are talking, the man in armor and the man in the hooded robe, get up and without </div> <div>           a word, leave by seperate exits </div> <div>           Missiledine: No EM, cant help you </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren raises a finger to bid Rolb to wait a mioment, he watches his boss and waits to </div> <div>           be noticed. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: or, if Talbon doesn't get up. Corren does and approaches. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Talbon seems to be rolling up some papers and putting them away </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. Corren gets up and approaches he waits a respectful few feet away </div> <div>           Missiledine: When he is finished, he gets up, drains off his drink and turns to leave. He stops short </div> <div>           when he sees you </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Good morning young man" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "Milord. I just happened to come in a few moments ago. I have met another mercenary </div> <div>           and a Druidic Guardian, if you are interested in retaining the </div> <div>           services of others. I have said nothing to them besides that I am under contract. nor mentioned your </div> <div>           name." </div> <div>           Missiledine: He looks past you at the other two, his eyes narrowing in thought. Then he steps past you</div> <bR> <div>           and approaches the two </div> <div>           Missiledine: "You are looking for some work?" </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb will deferr to you first Rowan </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren follows. and if Talbon looks like he wants and introduction he does so. </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I might be </div> <div>           Missiledine: He studies you for a moment. "Your a Druid? A Guardian?" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: yes, my name is Rowan </div> <div>           Missiledine: He seems to be thinking for a bit, then says, "I am called Talbon. I am looking for </div> <div>           individuals to accompany me into the Palood to, uhm, recover </div> <div>           something. There will be, or should be, other treasure as well. A Druid would be valuable, but..." He </div> <div>           trails off for a moment </div> <div>           Missiledine: "The place I am looking for is a Jhensari Tomb. How does that sit with you?" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: That all depends on what you want to do once you get there </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren just stands quietly, he is looking around the room watching for watchers or </div> <div>           threats. </div> <div>           Missiledine: "That is my buisness." </div> <div>           Missiledine: "How about you?" He looks at Rolb </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb straightens up, "My name is Rolb, m'lord. And I've killed enough Jhensari that I </div> <div>           dunno think a few dead ones will bother me much." </div> <div>           Missiledine: Talbon looks back at you, Rowan. "Well? What say you? </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I am conerned with the deceased, not what's around it. If you can assure me there will be </div> <div>           no desacration(sp?) of the body, I might be willing </div> <div>           Missiledine: Talbon smiles briefly, "I'm not interested in corpses, as long as they leave me in peace." </div> <div>           ElwingFD: what is your proposal then? </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb nods, "Aye, What are ya offerin, m'lord?" </div> <div>           Missiledine: He looks at Rolb, "For you, $400 a month plus 5% plus 10% of spoils." Looking at </div> <div>           Rowan, "For you...$500 per month plus 10% of spoils." </div> <div>           ElwingFD: what would be our duties and how many will be travelling with us? </div> <div>           Missiledine: "IT would be the four of us, plus one more. You will be there to help me pass safely, in </div> <div>           and out of the Palood, enter the tomb, recover the S.. </div> <div>           objective and get home. Clear enough Ithink." </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Ah, yes sir. And uh, just how long a jaunt would this be?" </div> <div>           Missiledine: He glances at Rolb. "If all goes well, we should be back in eight, maybe ten days. If </div> <div>           not...." </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Are you both agreed?" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I would be willing to take 20% of the spoils...minus your ...objective of course. </div> <div>           Missiledine: "A flat twenty percent?" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I would be negotiable on the 500 per month </div> <div>           Missiledine: "I'll go a flat twenty percent of the take, less my goal." </div> <div>           Missiledine: He looks at Rolb, "And you?" </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb looks thoughful for a moment, slaps his purse, which looks a bit flat, and says, "Aye,</div> <bR> <div>           I',\m in." </div> <div>           Missiledine: (Really screwed that one up!) </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: I am the King of Typos. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Your Majesty </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I will need some compensation up front for travelling expenses and for extended </div> <div>           purchases should the situation merit...I would think $250 per </div> <div>           month...the only way you lose more money is if all doesn't go well. </div> <div>           Missiledine: "I will supply boats and food. If your share should come to less than $500, an event I think </div> <div>           unlikely, I will pay you the $250, otherwise you get the </div> <div>           rwenty percent. Take it our leave it, I shall not haggle like a common merchant!" </div> <div>           Missiledine: (That mistake wasn't a typo!) </div> <div>           ElwingFD: which mistake? </div> <div>           Missiledine: "takle it our leave it" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: ahhhhh </div> <div>           Missiledine: Doo you accept? </div> <div>           Missiledine: do </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I will not take it unless you guarentee $500, not $250 if the spoils do not reach $500 </div> <div>           Missiledine: Talbon looks at Rolb, "Be ready to leave at dawn, the day after tomorrow. Both of you" </div> <div>           He looks back at Corren "Meet me at the Grain Docks at </div> <div>           that time. Until then, this will cement our contract." He lays four silver Lunars on the bar. ($40 each) </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Coren says "YEs, m'Lord" </div> <div>           Missiledine: He looks at Rowan and says, "Farewell then." </div> <div>           ElwingFD: farewell </div> <div>           Missiledine: Talbon walks out </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: assume that Corren knos where the grain docks are or at least a general idea. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: knows </div> <div>           Missiledine: Down by the river </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: :-D </div> <div>           Missiledine: You do love those icons! </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: well, it is 12 est. do you want to continue? </div> <div>           ElwingFD: you can tell how serious a man is, and how serious he is about your skills by the way he </div> <div>           haggles for your services </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I think it's a good place to end it </div> <div>           ElwingFD: jeez, now my color faded </div> <div>           Missiledine: Nobility, even minor ones, don't like to haggle </div> <div>           Missiledine: Yeah, lets wrap it up </div> <div>           Missiledine: I'll email both of you later. And put this on the Archives page tomorrow </div> <div>           ElwingFD: very good </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: cool. well. at least Corren can ask Rolb what he knows of Talbon, now </div> <div>           Missiledine: Good night Ty </div> <div>           Missiledine: True </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: next tues? </div> <div>           Missiledine: Okay by me </div> <div>           Missiledine: Ty? </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: I will be here. thanx for the play. was fun. </div> <div>           ElwingFD: should be good with me, I'll talk to you about it after I check </div> <div>           Missiledine: Okay, good night all </div> <div>           ElwingFD: night </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: night </div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> <A HREF="id6.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" Missiledines Archives"><U>Back to Archives</U></A></div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>