<html><body><div style="color:#000; background-color:#fff; font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt"><div><span></span> </div><div><span>"Gorlic is the painter. He wasn't very popular and seemed famous for killing himself by drinking poison, then wasting away for weeks." Lowering his voice to barely a whisper, "Never become an artist.." Louder again, "He painted mainly landscapes, whilst the man I got this information from didn't know anything about the painting itself." </span></div><div><span></span> </div><div><span>"Metai was the seller. He has a small shop which I'm planning to visit. He deals with Donara and Xian in Donara. When we find his shop that may help." </span></div><div><span></span> </div><div><span>The half-elf sums up some of what he learned in the three days.</span></div><div><span>......</span></div><div><span></span> </div><div><span>Kell greets Damon warmly,
happy to meet another person that survived with this motley crew... [Yeah, I've used that one before, oh well.]</span></div><div><span>...</span></div><div><span></span> </div><div><span>After finishing his drink listening to the High Elder baffle everyone, Kell quips, "Halves that make one, genius." his bad attempt at humor. Remembering the name Niv Salis and the key phrase.</span></div><div><span></span> </div><div><span>"When do we leave?"</span></div><div><span></span> </div><div> </div><div style="font-family: times new roman, new york, times, serif; font-size: 12pt;"> <div style="font-family: times new roman, new york, times, serif; font-size: 12pt;"> <div dir="ltr"> <div style="margin: 5px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); height: 0px; line-height: 0; font-size: 0px;" class="hr" contentEditable="false" readonly="true"></div> <font size="2" face="Arial"> <b><span style="font-weight:
bold;">From:</span></b> pnpgm <pnpgm@comcast.net><br> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">To:</span></b> pnpgm@list.powersandperils.org <br> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sent:</span></b> Tuesday, May 14, 2013 1:04 AM<br> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">Subject:</span></b> [pnpgm] Game Update #24 - File #103 - Party about to leave<br> </font> </div> <div class="y_msg_container"><br><br> HT Aliaver/Player Character Name Type Status/Notes Sex<br> -- -----------------------------------------------------------------<br> R1.John Haight...........Arawn.............Druid .Normal/Alfar Ma<br> --.Tobie Bonahoom........Fremea............Sidh....Normal/Faerry Fe<br> R3.Mark Murtha...........Kell..............Trader..Normal/Human..Ma<br> R1.David Sanders.........Kiet.Sunan........Acrobat Normal/Human Ma<br> R4.J H
Hooten............Raban.Usherwood...Bard....Normal/Human..Ma<br> W4.Wout Broere...........Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human Fe<br> R1 John.Stowman..........Will..............Hunter..Normal/Human..Ma<br> R4.Alex Koponen..........Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human Fe<br> Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra, Squirt (Ferret) Kell<br><br> Game Web Site - http:/nrgcomputers.com/pbem/<br> Public posts/actions to <a href="mailto:pnpgm@list.powersandperils.org" ymailto="mailto:pnpgm@list.powersandperils.org">pnpgm@list.powersandperils.org</a> (mailing list)<br> Private emails (not public actions) to <a href="mailto:pnpgm@comcast.net" ymailto="mailto:pnpgm@comcast.net">pnpgm@comcast.net</a><br><br> Game Update #24 in sequence (file #103)<br>
----------------------------------------------------------------<br><br> Admin Notes: None.<br> -----------------------------------------------------------------<br> [Recap]<br><br> From Will: [Re: Actions]<br> Will asks Z' if the manor has the tools to make some new<br> finghting knives. Will has a particular liking for kukri<br> fighting Knife. If he has time he will make a pair of<br> them.<br> GM: Ack. Sadly no time to make the knives. Would take longer.<br><br> From Will: [Re: Actions]<br> If not he will just repair his armor and practice his<br> bower skill.<br>
GM: Ack. Armor is fine plus you got some from Z'leyra.<br> Got a dagger or two damaged. I don't see a boywer<br> skill at all? Ahh I checked the IBT files. You did<br> get expertise. :) Ok. So learned more on that skill<br> but not fully learned yet. Since not posted on gear<br> will assume taking everything.<br><br> From Arawn: [Re: Actions]<br> During those times that Will and his wolf are present Arawn<br> can be seen spending time with the wolf, befriending it in<br> the way of elves. It's nothing those in the party would find<br>
unusual for the alfar has always been overly fond of animals,<br> spending much of his time with them. With his concern for<br> their well-being it isn't long before he speaks with those who<br> have bonded to them.<br><br> "The road ahead is fraught with peril. If it pleases...<br><br> (This is offered to Will for his wolf and, if it's reasonable,<br> to Kell for Squirt. It would be offered for Corona but I can't<br> imagine armoring an eagle:)<br><br> Over the next three days Arawn would be glimpsed flitting about<br> town on one errand or another. Having purchased Kiet's horses<br> he
presented them to Fremea to be taken care of and be of use<br> at her newly founded orphanage. He also saw to it that his own<br> steed would be cared for, bringing it to Ben'dar's ranch as he<br> knew the barbarian would see to it with loving care.<br><br> Although he would disappear for periods of time he would<br> return by late afternoon to sit with Fremea and Kell, sharing<br> with them the stories and traditions of the Sidh, educating<br> them in proper druidic manner.<br> GM: Ack.<br><br> From Kiet: [Re: Actions]<br> >> Kiet thinks about the teleport for a moment, especially<br>
as it sounds like no horses will be going. "Um...if ...<br> GM: Ack.<br><br> From Kell: [Re: Actions]<br> Ha'Kell listens to his friend whining. Thinking about<br> calling him a little girl, the half-elf decides better to<br> not call him that, even teasing. Instead he says "Pack<br> lightly. Whilst we are starting on...<br> GM: Ack.<br><br> From Fremea: [Re: Actions]<br> Fremea over hears Kiet whine. "If you really need to...<br> GM: Ack.<br><br> From Kiet: [Re: Actions]<br> Kiet has a question: "Um...does the person...<br>
GM: Ack.<br><br> --------------------------------------------------------------<br> [New Stuff]<br><br> [Sepes 24th, 1634TH]<br> [Location: Sivas, Marentia - Cholan's Tavern]<br> [Time: late afternoon-early evening - 5pm-]<br><br> Arawn approaches Kell, Z'leyra and Will. The Alfar has<br> been trying to spend time to get to know the wolf but<br> the wolf is a bit aloof. Maybe in the next few days he<br> can get together but that would mean he would need to<br> visit Z'leyra's manor. He knows Z'leyra can craft just<br> about anything. He looks to Squirt the little thing
might<br> not be able to wear much but something very light and<br> giving him quick agility.<br><br> "The road ahead is fraught with peril. If it pleases you I<br> would offer my services to purchase or craft armor for your<br> companion."<br><br> Kiet realizes that the horses will not be taken. He<br> tries to calculate the expenses for renting horses but he<br> does not know how long it would be and math hurts unless<br> its on how many fingernails to remove from a prisoner. At<br> least Donara has a good highway system so travel should be<br>
fast.<br><br> Kiet thinks about the teleport for a moment, especially<br> as it sounds like no horses will be going. "Um...if we can't<br> bring our horses on the teleport, how are we and our gear<br> going to get picked up?" Kiet is a bit annoyed as he spent<br> so much time in the saddle preparing for a future adventure<br> since they all arrived from Katai. Sometimes painful time...<br><br> Ha'Kell listens to his friend whining. Thinking about calling<br> him a little girl, the half-elf decides better to not call him<br> that, even teasing. Instead he says, "Pack lightly. Whilst we<br>
are starting on land, we are following a pirate and they tend<br> to be on the water." Winking at the other elder mage.<br><br> The silence is broken by the sound that is like a violin.<br> The party looks to Raban who is tuning up his mandolin. "Oh<br> sorry. Was tuning up." He turns and winks at Kell then turns<br> back to Kiet. "Just fly. Oh wait you can't? Walking is good<br> for you as well."<br><br> Fremea over hears Kiet whine. "If you really need to bring<br> your own horse, then make sure our teleportor knows it." She<br> just shakes her head and smiles at the silly
human.<br><br> From the balcony above the party the very spot the Climan<br> assassin tried to kill Unali, Kaylle looks down at the party<br> below. The open inside balcony looks right down at the center<br> table and the stage. The scholar shakes his head. After<br> inspecting the paintings on this floor he listens to them<br> talking. The call for truth and wisdom. He stares at the<br> one person who if revealed the truth about themselves they<br> would probably risk their life in doing so. He is unsure<br> how this person could even be here among them. He glances<br>
to others and realizes they also have secrets. Secrets can<br> be good to know but dangerous to reveal.<br><br> Kaylle decides to hover down to the ground floor and<br> approach Fremea with a smile. "I shall see you soon. I<br> must head to ensure the library is closed up." He bows<br> and then leaves the tavern.<br><br> Kiet watches the scholar leave humming some song. That<br> one is a weird guy. Tear off a wing and he'll scream<br> like a bird. Kiet shakes the thought away as most of<br> those trained as a executioner may think of the weak<br> points of a
person. Shaken to reality he turns to the<br> others.<br><br> Kiet has a question, "Um...does the person performing<br> the teleport have a good knowledge of where we are going?<br> If not, maybe they should go on ahead and develop that<br> knowledge then return and do so before they drag the rest of<br> us along...I don't feel comfortable materializing in a rock or<br> a wall."<br><br> Fremea has asked about Chion but for the past 6 or so weeks<br> he been busy on the plains. He is getting used as a honorary<br> adopted Zen'da Shaman son. She turns to Arawn and figures<br>
he will have to teleport the group. But she knows that Will<br> and Z'leyra have those spells as well.<br><br><br><br> --------------<br><br> [Sepes 25th - 27th, 1634TH]<br> [Location: Sivas, Marentia]<br><br> Raban spends the next three days going from tavern to tavern.<br> Like most Bards he does not have a manager as they work alone<br> and prefer it that way. Unlike entertainers like actors who<br> do have managers Bards have to get their own gigs. Most have<br> to spend years building reputation. By sheer size and
height<br> Raban has his already. Not including his great looks and<br> manly physique. He doesn't tell Fremea he had gigs lined up<br> for the next 3 months. But she is more important and if he<br> needs help he will be there. Most taverns are cordial and<br> accept his regrets and will allow him to play later. To help<br> out Raban sends words through the Bard network on these<br> openings so they can be filled by others. This makes the<br> tavern owners happy. On the third day he finds himself in<br> a lower class area. He was asked to sign in a local tavern<br> by a
daughter of a "friend." The Countess did want the favor<br> done so Raban said yes. But he was surprised to find this<br> run down place. When he tells the owner he can't make it<br> the man get irate and orders his bouncers to move in. One<br> bashes a chair against the giant's back breaking the chair<br> into a million pieces but Raban just flinches a bit. The<br> second tries to rush the giant with a carrying tray but<br> this is when Raban stands up. Raban reaches up to yank down<br> the iron candle chandelier from the roof pulling a bit of<br> the ceiling with it. He shoves the chair basher toward
the<br> tray basher and encircles them with the chandelier. The<br> circular chandelier is then crushed under Raban's sheer<br> strength into a tighter circle trapping the two inside<br> the circle of iron. The twisted metal traps the two men<br> as Raban reaches down to grab the tray. Raban walks over<br> just as the two men are trying to free themselves. "Light's<br> out." He then blows out the two still lit candles in the<br> chandelier and bashes the tray down onto the men's skulls<br> knocking them out.<br><br> Raban then turns and sips the rest of his ale. The<br>
owner had a piece of wood in his hand but drops it. He<br> begins to back away saying that no need to sing. He rushes<br> to his bar and begins some busy work. Raban leaves and makes<br> a note to come back to this place.<br><br> Raban also does some shopping. On third day he visits the<br> tailor to see if his winter coat is finished. Every year<br> he has to buy a new set as he tends to use them to rags. This<br> vest and leather jacket will do nicely. The man tries to talk<br> him into a hat but Raban refuses as it would just hide his<br> looks and after all he is not a
half-elf. With a confused<br> look on the tailor Raban leaves the shop.<br><br> Raban walks the city and looks at the city houses as the others<br> stare at him. Maybe one day he'll buy a home but Bards are<br> nomadic. It is rare for a Bard to stay in a nation for more<br> than a few months. He was in Donara and now he is here. Now<br> he is going back to Donara. Maybe that is a sign on its own.<br> He wonders if that girl is there. Wonders what would happen<br> if she sees him? As long as they don't go to that city the<br> chances are good she won't be around.<br><br>
Raban's anger boils as he considers Fremea's slavery. The<br> others want a slow painful death. One hit and the slaver is<br> dead so he'll try to pull back a bit on his strength.<br><br> For the nobles he signed deals he visits their places or<br> sends messengers to inform them. But since he has free time<br> on Sepes 26 and 27th he does perform at two estates in the<br> north side of town. The gig on the 27th was at a widow's<br> estate - why is it is always rich single widows that seem<br> to hire him? At this gig he notices a man glaring at him for<br> some time. He learns later that this man
is from Maren he<br> is the second in command to the Chief Healer the Majesty's<br> Private Healer. He doesn't investigate as he cares less about<br> the ugly guy. He is happy to make some folks happy for the<br> night even if the ugly healer is not so happy.<br><br> That night in bed Raban cuddles with widow after some love<br> exercises. She explains that the man was upset that some<br> healers are not paying taxes as they should and the city tax<br> collector is upset about that. Seems some healer Raban knows<br> did some school but not their dues. Raban shrugs it off. Even<br>
gangs aren't this obvious. So called nobles are acting shameful<br> by wanting their cut or they will complain to the King. Raban<br> ignores the comments and gives the massage to help her back and<br> chest pains. The bard is happy to be sleeping in a nice warm<br> bed as soon it might be shabby tavern beds if not the ground.<br><br> The three days seem to blur by for Kell. It is like home<br> back in his element in the markets. Kell soon learns that<br> there are only 3 galleries in Sivas. There are probably twice<br> that many in Maren but it is a bit far away for a quick ride.<br> He spends time
talking to the dealers at the art galleries<br> for info on the painting and the slip given by Fremea. He<br> tries to make nice by looking at the art but who cares about<br> a rose with a lizard on it or a picture of a gold vase in<br> pieces as if broken? This is art?<br><br> Back in the open markets he is home. He quietly tries to<br> ask about Ozon the Thief and Etain. He even has to pay some<br> info brokers for the info.<br><br> While in the markets he buys a few minor supplies including<br> some containers and leather.<br><br> The first morning after the pre-wedding
party, Kell finds his<br> ebony shield and casts some more magic. But first he travels<br> to find Kiet at Z'leyra's place and to do work on his own<br> shield. There he purifies a ground of grass near the manor<br> but slightly away of it. The first spell fails as he can<br> detect this with his senses. But the second works fine.<br> He then improves the protection spell upon the shield a bit<br> better for each shield.<br><br> Will spends his three days checking on his gear, including<br> the new armor he got from Z'leyra. He asks Raban to help<br> to teach him more on the Bowyer
skill for the three days.<br> He had wanted to make some new knives but it would take a bit<br> more time than possible.<br><br> Kiet with some help from Ben'dar gets a better riding horse<br> after selling his old one. After selling the draft horses<br> to Arawn he now needs a new horse to carry more load. Kiet<br> spends the three days in the markets looking at herb and<br> plant shops. On the second day his mouth drools when he spots<br> a item he finds interesting.<br><br> Unali spends the three days at her new house. She pays<br> her housekeeper expenses for a few
months. She stables<br> her horses at various places and safekeeping. She does<br> some extra minor training on the side as well.<br><br> Unali asks Kell on good trustworthy money lenders so<br> she can bank her gold. Kell recommends a few though he<br> only knows their reputations on the street even though<br> his expertise is in Ba'ru. Kell banks a large portion<br> of her gold for safekeeping. Lucky for her she is not<br> robbed by bandits.<br><br> At her manor Z'leyra spends the day preparing the manor<br> for a long journey. She will need to shut down healing<br>
operations and send word she is closed to the streets.<br> She pays the housekeeper expenses for a few months.<br><br> Damaged from the weeks since Katai, Z'leyra repairs<br> her armor to full. It takes two days and a bit of the<br> third day. She had hoped to work on new sling projectiles<br> but there is no time.<br><br> Fremea spends the three days at her hotel converted<br> orphanage. Thanks to Arawn and Kiet the group now has<br> two draft horses. The kids can learn to ride and travel<br> a bit if needed. It is an added expense but the kids<br>
are resourceful. She gives Adis the 17 year old boy as<br> leader as the oldest. If this was a state run orphanage<br> he might have been kicked out by now to the streets.<br> She commands the kids not to do things like drugs or<br> sell their bodies. The kids seem to circle her as they<br> seem to believe she is doing them good. She explains she<br> is on her own quest to find her parents. Troyis, the<br> 8 year girl who lost her parents to fire and had to live<br> on the streets gives her a gift. It is a simple rag doll<br> made from straw and buttons. The girl explains it is a<br>
good luck thing. It helped her to avoid the bad guys on<br> the street thanks to her friends. Fremea is touched by<br> the simple gift so much so she takes it. Clearly the girl<br> does not want no for an answer. Fremea won't take the<br> doll but she can store it. Touched she finds a real doll<br> in a shop and pays for it to give to the girl. As a<br> reward the girl gives Fremea a huge Raban like hug.<br><br> On the roof of the converted tavern Fremea watches<br> the stars. Considering her past and the future. On the<br> third morning she is awoken by nightmares. Sweating and<br>
shaking she is confused by them. She has not had these<br> kind of nightmares since she was a slave. She is not sure<br> if this is something like worry or frustration the mind<br> playing tricks. But the nightmares fade from memory as<br> quickly as she wakes. The one image she can recall is<br> a large army of Sidh on a field marching toward a human<br> army. Kaylle has told of such battles and figures this<br> to be some image of those things. But is it?<br><br> Fremea spends her free time doing some shopping to<br> buy new clothing and winter items. Around the
library<br> Kaylle walks in the open with no disguise. Fremea<br> has even done this once or twice. The stares are<br> starting to be tolerated. But here even a Faerry might<br> be considered a demon but at least not killed on sight.<br> She thanks Kaylle for breaking that ceiling in the city.<br> As she walks the markets, something a faerry finds awkward<br> walking not flying, she knows in Donara a disguise will be<br> needed. If the Don had not invaded the Forest and created<br> a huge rift the Faerry might be tolerated there as well.<br><br> Arawn tries to spend the days preparing for
the task to<br> come. He knows Sidh vs Sidh is bad enough. But who is the<br> good and who is the bad here? Elves? Faerries? Something<br> does not smell right and it isn't the fish markets. A piece<br> of the puzzle is still missing. Arawn tried to speak with<br> Fremea and Kell on the Sidh traditions over the three days<br> but both are rather busy and so it is only a quick story or<br> two at most.<br><br> Arawn spends a bit of time castings some spells. He also<br> prepares his gear to take and keep at home. He buys some<br> winter clothing and a bit of
wine for the future.<br><br> The Druid tries to spend the days after the party in<br> the surrounding woods and nature. He tries to pray to<br> his parents and others. But there is a odd silence to the<br> whole affair. Even the animals seem to ignore him as if<br> they are not worthy or willing to cross the line. Maybe<br> the in fighting of the gods are more intense than he thought.<br><br><br> --------------<br><br> [Sepes 28th, 1634TH]<br> [Location: Sivas, Marentia]<br> [Time: Just after
sunrise]<br><br> IT is now the day of the travel to Donara. The appointed<br> time and place. The party gathers again at Cholan's tavern.<br> Those who notice Fremea drinking hot tea and eating warm<br> biscuits show that she looks more haggard as if been on<br> a marathon flight for hours.<br><br> Some of the party have bags of gear ready for the trip.<br> Some have shiny new warm looking clothing as well as bright<br> clean weapons gleaming.<br><br> The table is a buzz of chit-chat and excitement. A<br> new mission and a new season. The cold chill seems to<br>
bring in a air of change or maybe a omen to the future.<br><br> As Cholan is serving fresh soup a man enters the tavern.<br> Z'leyra and Unali nod smiling. The man in sailor clothing<br> and a colorful blue vest and tan pants walks to the table.<br> "Damon!" Cholan grasps the man's arm.<br><br> After some introductions are made as Damon the Captain<br> Sailor is not known by everyone the sailor nods to Fremea<br> and the others. "<br><br> "I was asked to research a couple of pirates. I have<br> no idea why but it is not my place to ask. I can not<br> stay
long as I have a cargo full on my ship going to<br> Maren from Cholchara.<br><br> Marul Tresh is a known Salaqi Captain in his 40s. He is<br> a tall pirate at 6' 6 and around 250 pounds so a big man.<br> They say he was born as a seaman. I've heard some speak<br> of him as a odd guy that likes plants, ranching and<br> agriculture. Yet he is a skilled seaman. He is the most<br> famous Nerid pirate." He turns to Z'leyra. "He even<br> went to Ticasi to learn a bit." Turning back to the<br> others. "He was almost killed for murdering a Donaran<br> Count but was saved by
the Salaqi. At the hands of<br> the executioners he learned to hate Donarans as a group.<br> One thing the public does not know is that unlike most<br> pirates he has a family with kids in Salaqara.<br><br> The other pirate Simeon Bitte is a Donaran pirate in<br> his early 30s. He is even taller than the other<br> pirate at 6' feet 7. They say in quiet circles he<br> is a scholar who likes history of magic and demons. His<br> mother was a wine merchant who tried to move the business<br> but was attacked by bandits. She was forced to be<br> their plaything. When she became with
child she escaped<br> but became indentured. But after being with the bandits<br> for three months as a plaything she was safe. After some<br> time with Simeon as a baby she escaped to Donara. Simeon<br> saw Donara at Fortress Mordara at 6 when his own mother<br> fled and left him on the streets. Years later he finds<br> himself under the master of Salin in Pelara some believe."<br><br> "I hope this information is good?" He takes some biscuits<br> and a mug. "But I must be going now I have a schedule to<br> keep. Good journey."<br><br> As Cholan gets behind the bar to
clean for the morning<br> crowd when he opens up a man enters the tavern. He is<br> dressed in the Sivas messenger service. He goes over<br> and then they whisper. The men is pointed to Fremea by<br> Cholan. "Freemya?"<br><br> Fremea shivers at the slur but the poor lad is probably<br> given little info to work with. The Fae nods. "I have<br> a package." HE opens his bag and some go to weapons by<br> instinct just in case. He pulls out a wooden box. Then<br> places it in front of her. The lad stands there and looks<br> around now realizing the odd group
before him. Why is<br> this one with wings? Raban tosses him a coin and the<br> man catches it and then nods. He hurries out of the<br> tavern.<br><br> Fremea inspects the box but finds no obvious danger<br> or magic. She gently opens it and finds a small<br> talisman inside and a scroll. She reads it and the pulls<br> the talisman out. She nods and then taps the talisman<br> three times then once. The talisman begins to glow<br> slightly and then a small illusion of a man appears. The<br> party instantly recognizes him as the High Elder. He is<br>
standing a foot tall above the table. But his back is<br> turned to Fremea. She smiles and turns the talisman around<br> so he is facing her.<br><br> "Fremea. Greetings. Hello to everyone else who may<br> be around. I hope all is well. As one gift I would try<br> to find info on your parents. Sadly, I did not find much.<br> We are a bit isolated as you may know. But a week after<br> you left here after your successful Katai mission the<br> Diviner approached me. She tells me they are 'around'<br> but could not give me details if they are alive or not.<br>
She is always cryptic. She says your quest in Donara<br> should reveal answers and create questions. You are on<br> the right track. She did say that..." The old wizard<br> grabs a scroll to read. "The halves who create the<br> whole will complete the circle. The pieces will be<br> pressured to reveal the truth. " He looks up from<br> the scroll shaking his head. "Who knows what that<br> all means. I will say that I do have a contact north<br> of Salaqara. He is a retired smuggler who has helped<br> me in the past to obtain...things. His name Is Niv<br>
Salis. He is about 4 miles north of the city in a small<br> home." The illusion changes to reveal a overhead map<br> of the area showing plains and light woods. The image<br> as if seen by a bird closes in on a decent sized home.<br> A barn and a grain silo is seen which are probably 2<br> stories tall. "You could teleport right to this spot<br> on the silo it is solid and you can climb down. Would<br> this be useful? He might be upset you suddenly appearing<br> but if you use the phrase. 'The book worm collects the<br> gems.' it might give him meaning. I am sorry I could not<br>
give more info. I hope this has arrived in time as I had<br> to ship it down by the Zen'da river merchants. Good luck."<br><br> The illusion fades and then Fremea looks at the scroll<br> a small map of the area. Based on it the home is about<br> 22 miles north of the short and 4 or so miles north of<br> the city.<br><br> The party stares at Fremea for a few long silent<br> moments. The quiet is broken by Cholan clearing his throat.<br> "I forgot. Balrog dropped by late last night. he told me<br> about Ozon the Thief. All he could learn about him is that<br>
his base of operations is in Samma city. They say he liked<br> to gamble and can likely be found in such joints. The<br> Thief Guild knows little of him as if he is a new one<br> on the scene or one that is now just wanting to be public."<br><br> Actions? Comments?<br><br> Next Update....Friday...<br><br> GM: A lot of stuff behind scenes for this update so it took<br> a while. This is a small update but it was much more<br> hours of work than what you see here. Who would've<br> thought 3 days would've been that hard. It is now 2:30<br>
am and just came up with some of that riddle stuff.<br> Tobie I have some info to email you. I am out of time<br> tonight so expect it tomorrow or I'll just chat with<br> you live on it.<br><br> GM: Some have asked about magic. I will be soon working<br> on a house rule/info sheet. The aspect of MDV aids<br> or Protection items will be covered as well what is<br> Always On or inactive. There is no black/white line<br> for this rule so its very difficult to figure out<br> unless its a case by case
basis. So I will try to<br> cover this in a later post.<br><br> GM: As the game continues I'm always open for contact.<br> Most of it is in email and that's fine. But if you<br> want live responses I'm there as well. My contact<br> file on the website includes that info like live<br> chat via Trillian. Trillian can handle 16 or so<br> various things from AOL, Facebook, Yahoo and many<br> other chat software. I did forget to mention Skype<br> is also possible. So I included skype in the file.<br>
Heck play Diablo 3 with me, Alex and Tobie and can<br> even chat that way. :)<br><br> GM: The three days some stuff was very basic so not<br> much covered above. Some secret stuff not posted<br> here or handled in generic terms.<br><br> GM: I got info on the 3 days from everyone. But I did<br> not get gear info from all. So for those who did<br> not post it then I will assume all your gear is<br> taken. To be fair I'll allow you to edit that<br> for a bit. But once the first combat
happens<br> then that will be void since critical choices of<br> gear may be needed. Didn't bring your bow oh well.<br><br><br><br><br><br>_______________________________________________<br>pnpgm mailing list<br><a href="mailto:pnpgm@list.powersandperils.org" ymailto="mailto:pnpgm@list.powersandperils.org">pnpgm@list.powersandperils.org</a><br><a href="http://www.powersandperils.org/cgi-bin/mailman/listinfo/pnpgm" target="_blank">http://www.powersandperils.org/cgi-bin/mailman/listinfo/pnpgm</a><br><br><br></div> </div> </div> </div></body></html>