[pnpgm] Game Update #71 - File #273 - Closure

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   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

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      Game Update #71 in sequence (file #273)
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      Admin Notes: None.
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      [Recap]

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      [New Stuff]

          [Sepes 29th, 1634TH]
          [Location: City of Samma, Donara]

          [Time: 1:17:34 am - Samma city, Donara - North side]

            The ambush ends with a last gasp of the last Climan to
          fall.  Unali turns to Z'leyra and Raban.

            Unali speaks to Z'leyra and Raban, "Thanks." as she turns
          runs after the escaping Climan. "Back in a minute."

            Jordi goes to check on the two unconscious Climans.  One
          has a pulse that skips slightly but it seems to be getting
          stronger.  He hopes to question them after they wake up.
          He looks to Z'leyra knowing that her back is wounded by
          something.  "Need to help with that wound?" He asks the
          Shaman who knows she can do it just as well.

            Raban watches Unali run and considers going to help
          but he knows she can handle herself with one scared
          man.  He turns and looks at Z'leyra's back with the
          burnt clothing and gasps.  "What happened?"

            Now visible Z'leyra looks around and realizes that
          the adrenaline is fading which brings pain.

            Unali exits the alley and looks south.  just in case
          there is another back up group of Climans.  She sees
          nothing in the shadows. Turning north she sees the Climan
          moving fast down the street about 60 feet away.  With
          daggers still in hand she gives chase with a slight grin
          to her lips.  The excitement of the chase is fascinating
          to her.  Tracking at night is difficult as it is.  But
          doing so in a strange city is even more so.

            Back in the alley Jordi casts a spell upon the knocked out
          Climan to wake him up.  After a few seconds the man grunts
          and Jordi slaps his cheeks to continue to minister the
          cure.  "Wake up!"  After some long moments the man finally
          opens his eyes.  Startled the man reaches for his belt to
          find no weapon.  "Come now.  If want to live I need to
          now some info...."

            Unali chases the Climan past a closed map shop and the
          cool air whips her hair in a flurry.  She sees the man
          round a corner and runs to that corner to stop and wait
          to see if its a ambush.  Rasing in the shadows she
          peeks around the corner to watch the man stumble over
          a feed bucket of some animal.

            Unali shakes her head and moves around the corner stalking
          her prey.  The Vong were just evil to her worshipers of
          torture and chaos.  But the Climans just are arrogant
          fools that seek the glory days of the past.  Most men
          are just dupes to the women who lead their society.  But
          many are willing and able to help out.

            Unali intentionally lets her boots crunch on the ground.
          She has the skills to even stop that but the man deserves
          a fair fight though that is a slim chance for him.  The
          man turns to hear the footsteps.  "I was following orders!"
          The man runs further the small street forcing Unali to
          start a light jog.  Following orders the excuse of millions
          of fools who hurt and kill.

            The man stumbles again over a trough for horses on the
          side of the street.  The street is so dark the man can't
          see much past his hands.  Unali slows down and quietly
          with more stealth moves toward the man.  The man seems
          to get to his knees but sits there looking and listening
          to find the person stalking him.

            In the blackness of the street Unali passes the man and
          goes to behind him.  The man not knowing this gets to
          his feet and turns to run again.  This causes him to
          run smack right into Unali.

            The man falls into Unali's right arm then falls back to
          his knees.  Knowing a person is there he desperately grabs
          a handful of dirt and flicks it up toward her direction.
          Unali sees this coming easily and simply side steps allowing
          the dirt to fly past her shoulder.

            That is when Unali sees the eyes of the man.  Those green
          full eyes and the white of his eyes.  This is no man but
          a boy.  He must be only 17 or 18.  Unali can see the man's
          eyes only as if a ghost but not his full face.  The star
          light is enough to make this out but not much else.  She
          hesitates.  Killing a boy is one thing compared to a
          veteran warrior in his prime.  Maybe this kid was just
          duped into a glorious quest?

            Then the magical dagger pings her mind.  Instintictly
          she pulls out her normal dagger at the same time the
          boy lunges with dagger in hand.  The dagger parries and
          blocks the strike.  Betrayal by a boy so young.  So
          eager and arrogant.

            Then Unali recalls Trembyl who lives on Clima.  The
          many prisoners from other countries.   The diplomats
          who were captured for extortion.  The city the Climans
          attacked in their flying ships. The women and children
          who were killed by those attacks.  Fisherking killed
          in the Climan base by the gargoyles.  Even Ben'dar
          a prisoner might've been killed.  Then Unali comes to
          her senses.

            She drives the magical dagger forward and considers
          the options.  If the others are awake they can be questioned.
          Z'leyra was likely hurt and almost killed by the priestess.
          A quick or a slow death.  A slow death is what the Climans
          deserve but what if others found him and told his story?

            She raises the dagger from his stomach toward the center
          of his chest and impales the boy.   The boy staggers and
          coughs blood.  He drops his dagger to the ground with a thud
          and steps back falling to his knees once more.  Gasping he
          speaks low, "mother".  Then falls to the ground onto his
          face.

            Unali checks the boy and finds him dead.  She checks
          his pockets and finds nothing.  She slowly begins the
          walk back to the alley.  As she rounds the corner a
          a tear falls from her left eye.  Not for the boy who
          tried to kill her.  But maybe for final closure on
          the whole Climan affair.  Memories flood back in ad
          she recalls how funny Trembyl was.  How skilled
          Triest was before he was killed soon after Clima.

            Back in the alley the man starts to speak after
          Raban comes looming over him.  The thought of the
          man - the giant - just looking at him scares him.
          "...there are only two of us..at the Tavern you were
          doing the meetings.  We were to capture and find out
          what you intended."

            "Besides those two any others in Donara?" Jordi asks.

            "No.  We have a contact at the docks that can get us
          back to Clima but he is a pirate."

            "How long have you been here and when did you learn
          of this..about me?"

            "A month.  Caberous sold info about the plot.  That
          info go to us from contacts here."

            Jordi considers this and considers his options.  If
          he lets the man go then they will know he had help
          and this could endanger his old and new friends.  he
          hates senseless violence but he has no choice.  he
          slices the man's throat before the man realizes it.

            Standing he looks to Raban and wipes his blade. "Caberous
          is the person from the Cerulean empire.  I thought he
          had come to help in our quest for ridding the Climans on
          the mainland.  I guess I was wrong."

            Raban hands Jordi some papers that he found on the
          priestess.  "These were on her.  I can't read them
          maybe you can.  Look."  He turns to Z'leyra wondering
          if she is able to move.  "We have our own task to do."

            "I should head to the tavern.  But the meeting is
          over for tonight.  So there is little I can do.  Would
          you like help?"  Jordi asks just as Unali joins the
          group.

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          [Time: 1:21:45 am - Samma city, Donara - Gaming Hall]

          [Time: 1:24:40 am - Samma city, Donara - North side]

          Actions? Comments?

          Next Update....Friday..

          GM: A short update since no posts from Tobie I wasn't sure how
              to handle things there.  But he has a good excuse seeing
              as what today is for him. :)    Hopefully will have some
              info by Friday.

          GM: Wout - Thanks for email and the kind words.  I do pretty
              much know how you go about 80% of most things.  For
              some like Kiet maybe only 40% and for Tobie maybe 50%.
              But we've done this so long I can guess what you will
              do for things.

          GM: Maps not updated.  Mana report updated but only on
              Z'leyra's health (now 50%).

          GM: Groups -

              To track down Thief - Fremea, Kiet, Arawn, Etain, Corona
              To find building    - Raban, Z'leyra, Unali
              To stay at tavern   - Will, Kell


    [Gaming Hall]
     Scale = 1 Row    = 20 feet  /I\
             1 Column =  2 feet  North


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     ------------------------------------------------------------------
  A  [First floor]           Street
  B
  C      I-------------------------------------------------\/----I
  D      I    I~~                      @@I Bogan I     I         I
  E  A   I___/I     *   *   *   *   *  @@I OfficeI  ?  I         :  A
  F  l   I                               I___/___I__/__I  =======I  l
  G  l   :### #     *   *   *   *   *                       $  $ :  l
  H  e   I    #                                             $  $ I  e
  I  y   I    #     *   *   *   *   *                            I  y
  J      I---`---`---`---`---`---`---`---`---`--/\---`---`---`---I

                             Street

       ` = Window all shuttered closed
       /=, / = Door
       I = Wall
       : = Window (Shuttered)
       ~~= Stairs to second floor
       ##= Bar area
       @@= Stage area
       * = Table and chairs
       $ = Desk/table


     [Second Floor]          Street

         I-----------`---`---`---`---`---`---`---`---`---`----`--I
         I    I~~   I            F B <Bogan & Fremea             I
     A   I    /     I____/________/________/_________/_______/___:  A
     l   I    I                                                  I  l
     l   :    I     -----/--------/--------/---------/-------/---:  l
     e   I    /     I                                   I        I  e
     y   I    I     I                                   I        I  y
         I---`---`---`---`---`---`---`---`---`---`---`---`---`---I

      F = Fremea
      B = Bogan                                        X---X

       X = Window with light inside on.


   Scale = 1 Hex = 10 feet    /I\
           1 Row = 5 feet     North
           1 Column = 5 feet


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1234567890123456789012345678901234567890123456789012345
/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/ O\__/  \__/A   /\= Door
\__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \B   / = Door
/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/C   Front Door  c37
\__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \_A/  \__/  \D   Back Door   E45
/  \__/  ___________________________________/E__/  \__/E   I = Wall
\__/  \__I  \I~~ *\_^^  @@I/  \_I/  \I_/  \__/  I__/  \F   = = Half waist
/  \__/  I__/I~~_P/  \__@@I\__/ I\__/I \__/  \__I  \__/G       high wall
\__/  \__I??\I_/  \__/  @@I/??\_I/??\I_/  \__/  I__/  \H   ?? =Unknown room
/  \__/  I__/I*\_*/ P*P_@@I\__/ I\__/I \__/  \__I  \__/I   @@= Stage
\__/  \__I??\IP/  \__/  \_I/??\_I/??\I_/  \__/  I__/  \J   ~~= Stairs
/  \__/  I__/I \__/  \__/ I\__/ I\__/I \__/  \__I  \__/K   ##=Bar area
\__/  \__I  \I*/ *\__*  \*I/ K\_I/  \I_/  \__/  I__/  \L   * Table with
/  \__/  I__\I \__/  \__/ I\__/ I\__/I \__/  \__I  \__/M     1-4 chairs
\__/  \__I  \__/  \__/  \_I/  \_I/  \I_/  \__   I__/  \N     around
/  \__/  I__/  \_*/  *__/*I\__/ I\__/I \__/  \__I  \__/O  ^^ = Fireplace
\__/  \__I###__#  \__/  \_I_G/G_I__/_I_/  \__/  I__/  \P
/  \__/  I__/  #__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__I  \__/Q
\__/  \__I  \__# *\__*  \*_/  *__/ P*P_/  \__/  I__/  \R
/  \__/  I__/  #__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__I  \__/S
\__/  \__I  \__#  \__*  \__/  \__/  \__/ =======I__/  \T
/  \__/  I__/  #_*/ ***_/* \__*  \__*  \_$/  $__I  \__/U
\__/  \__I  \__# T\__*  \__/  \__/  \__/P$\_P$F I__/  \V
/  \__/  I__/  #__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \P$F  $__I  \__/W
\__/  \__I  \__# *\__*  \*_/  *__/  *__/ $\__$  I__/  \X
/  \__/  I__/  #__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__I  \__/Y
\__/  \__I  \__#P \__/  \__/  \__/ G\__/  \__/  I__/  \Z
/  \__/  I__/  #_*/ P*P_/* \__*  \__/  \__/  \__I  \__/a
\__/  \__I  \__#  \__/  \__/  \__/  \G_/  \__/  I__/  \b
/  \__/  I_____#____________________/\__________I  \__/c
\__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \d
/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/e
\__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \f
/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/g
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   [Facing - Standing]
   F = Fremea       Second floor
   O = Ozon Thief   [A45] Facing Arawn, Irza is neat to him.
   C = Corona       Roof
   K = Kiet         [L30] Sitting in chair in office
   A = Arawn        [D45] Facing Back door
   E = Etain        [E46] Facing Back door
   B = Bogan        Second floor
   G = Gatekeeper   [V18] Facing Kiet
   F = Gal Dealers  [W43] Facing West
   F = Gal Dealers  [V47] Facing West
   G = Goon?        [P29] Facing north
   G = Goon?        [P31] Facing north
   T = Bartender    [U14] Facing Kiet
   P = Patron       [V45] Facing Dealer
                    [V41] Facing Dealer      [W41] Facing Dealer
                    [J15] Sitting North      [Z22] Sitting South
                    [X20] Sitting North      [X23] Sitting North
                    [R36] Sitting East       [R38] Sitting West
                    [G18] Sitting South

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/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/ O\__/  \__/A   /\= Door
\__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \B   / = Door
/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/C   Front Door  c37
\__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \_A/  \__/  \D   Back Door   E45
/  \__/  ___________________________________/E__/  \__/E   I = Wall
\__/  \__I   I~~ *  ^^  @@I     I    I          I__/  \F   = = Half waist
/  \__/  I   I~~ P      @@I     I    I          I  \__/G       high wall
\__/  \__I?? I          @@I ??  I ?? I          I__/  \H   ?? =Unknown room
/  \__/  I   I*  *  P*P_@@I     I    I          I  \__/I   @@= Stage
\__/  \__I   IP           I ??  I ?? I          I__/  \J   ~~= Stairs
/  \__/  I   I            I     I    I          I  \__/K   ##=Bar area
\__/  \__I   I*  *   *   *I     I  K I          I__/  \L   * Table with
/  \__/  I__/I            I     I    I          I  \__/M     1-4 chairs
\__/  \__I                I     I    I          I__/  \N     around
/  \__/  I       *   *   *I     I    I          I  \__/O  ^^ = Fireplace
\__/  \__I###  #          I__/__I_G/GI          I__/  \P
/  \__/  I     #                                I  \__/Q
\__/  \__I     # *   *   *    *    P*P          I__/  \R
/  \__/  I     #                                I  \__/S
\__/  \__I     #                         =======I__/  \T
/  \__/  I   E # *   *   *    *     *    $   $  I  \__/U
\__/  \__I     #                        P$  P$F I__/  \V
/  \__/  I     #                        P$F  $  I  \__/W
\__/  \__I     # *   *   *    *     *    $   $  I__/  \X
/  \__/  I     #P                               I  \__/Y
\__/  \__I     #     P                          I__/  \Z
/  \__/  I     # *  P*   *    *                 I  \__/a
\__/  \__I     #                      G         I__/  \b
/  \__/  I_____#____________________/\__________I  \__/c
\__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \d
/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/e
\__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \f
/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/  \__/g
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   Bogan's Office


   -------  1 Column = 5 feet   K - Kiet
   I  * @I  1 Row = 5 feet      G - Guard
   I ### I  ## = Desk
   I * K I  * = Chair
   I    [I  [ = Couch
   I_G/G[I  @ = Cabinet


   Raban's group map

             ------------------------------------
                Shop?  ]    Street  [ Tailors I
                _______]      /I\   [_________I
                   Street   Street     Alley  I
                ________       I    __________I
                Ship?  ]      \I/   [ Silver  I
                       ]    Street  [  Smith  I
              -----------------------------------

   Updates: None.






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