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<blockquote data-quote="jydog1" data-source="post: 5690659" data-attributes="member: 48156"><p><strong>Session #43 - September 19, 2011 - Frofg in the Throat</strong></p><p></p><p>notes: our first session is several weeks was a little disjointed as players arrived late and we had a guest (Hi, Max!) playing an NPC who also arrived late and had to leave early, both times driven by me. Toss into the mix that the GM spent the time during the meal when we would have taken care of certain issues cobbling together his wife's character (he'd forgotten her sheets at home) and we had to make some leaps - as in, Grezz hasn't done any shopping, or figured out what's going on with his mother, or filled out his staff, or had Trixie do what she's going to do, and so on. So I reserve the right to take care of that stuff at a later time and make you read it out of the timeline. I'm that kind of guy.</p><p></p><p>Dinner was yummy chicken puffs and salad. Dessert was crazy psycho spurned undead girlfriend Fae Queen.</p><p></p><p>From the journal of Baron Grezzalik M'Rethen:</p><p></p><p>By Shelyn's Vision, I knew being baron was going to be a pain in the ass. I just didn't know it would start almost immediately.</p><p></p><p>I stood watching Tofa talking to a bunch of Ulfen who seemed to be in the process of building a shipyard on the southern shore of Claybottom Lake. It was entirely possible that I'd been briefed on this - my new Clerk, Arneist Malgrave, was nothing if not efficient - but somehow I hadn't expected there to be dozens of sailors bellowing as one waved a piece of paper.</p><p></p><p>They indeed had a writ, and so they and Londis began hammering out details for how they were going to be governed. There was almost a minor riot when Reznek, who was working for Londis, told the Ulfen that he was going to 'interrogate' them. He was then informed that if he tried they'd use him to caulk the hull of one of the ships. While I didn't exactly discourage that threat I did step in and try to settle things down a bit. Euyale was watching all of it with an eager and excited eye, and at some point she slipped off, easily passing as full human by wrapping her snakes up in some sort of hat thingie. I know that as her father I should have been much more concerned, but truth be told it was difficult to feel any sort of attachment to her just yet - she was mine by blood, but I didn't know her at all. She seemed like a nice kid if a little sheltered, but I wouldn't go so far to say I was emotionally bonded or anything so far.</p><p></p><p>As Londis returned to dictating proper behavior I heard Malgraves politely cough at my elbow. 'Your lordship, I've just received notice that an emmissary from the Winter Court of the Shimmerglens has arrived back at the keep. Do you wish me to send word back that we'll be along shortly, or do you wish to return now?"</p><p></p><p>I heard Londis tell Dorgan, leader of the Ulfens, that he expected some difficulties because they were godless heathen. "We'll go now," I sighed. I nudged Trixie. "Can you keep an eye of Euyale. And let me know what you find out otherwise, 'kay?" She nodded, then started looking around. My Minister of Internal Affairs asked, "Okay. Where is she?" </p><p></p><p>We heard a peal of girlish laughter, followed by an approving roar made by several men. "Start there."</p><p></p><p>I cast fly on Malgraves and myself and we returned to the keep to discover a nervous looking Pixie waiting for us. I brought him to my chambers for a private meeting. "Greetings, Grezzalik Tindelluvian. I am Timminus Thistledown, and I bring a message from my Queen, Myrannia." </p><p></p><p>That name tickled my memory for a second, but I couldn't remember why. [OOC]We all forgot that we'd found a locket in the commander's room that had the name Myrannia and a picture. To be fair we'd been really busy at the time, but I found the name in my notes later on and felt shame[/OOC]</p><p></p><p>The pixie continued. "The Queen feels that your recent actions are upsetting the balance of things up here and if they continue, would be considered an act of war. She asks that you present yourself within 3 days to see what can be done." He paused for a second, then added, "Baron, may I speak frankly?" At my nod he said, "We have heard of your group's deeds involving Vinroot and the Lady Fiera, and, well, the Queen hasn't been herself since the keep was taken. I really do hope you and your friends will come out and set things right."</p><p></p><p>I nodded and called for Malgraves. "Please set Timminus up with guest quarters. We'll leave as soon as I gather the others. We have safe passage from the Winter Court, yes?" The pixie bowed deeply before leaving. I'd have to take that as a yes.</p><p></p><p>When the others came back I used a spell to share the info with them and we agreed to leave in a couple of hours. While we were talking Emma Val'Dane came in and I offered her the chance to come with us if she wished. I'd brought her on as my diplomat because Trixie had been uninterested in 'talking to mindless boobs and other fops,' but the halfling eyed her with distrust as we discussed what was going on. She opted to pass when I pointed out that she wouldn't have guaranteed safe passage, and as she left I turned to Reznek, who had wandered in with Londis. "Same goes for you. You weren't in the Fellnight, so you're fair game. Up to you."</p><p></p><p>His response was something flip and dismissive. I shrugged and said, "just making sure you know what you're getting into." To Londis I said, "He's your responsibility. This is a baronial matter, so keep his leash short." </p><p></p><p>Euyale seemed thrilled we were heading off. "An adventure! I'm so excited!"</p><p></p><p>Swamp. Yippee.</p><p></p><p> * * * * </p><p></p><p>We got ambushed, of course. Not by Winter Court, although the pixie hightailed it out of there as soon as it started. No, it was a large number of boggards along with their pets. I was reminded that's while I'd remembered to cast <em>Mage Armor</em> I'd forgotten to cast <em>Protection from Missiles</em>. I was hit by several darts as they sprang from cover and immediately realized I'd been poisoned. [OOC]Not long ago I got a pound 'o dice and had a roll off to pick a new d20. the winner had been doing very well for me all along - but not in this session. In rapid succession I failed perception and was thus surprised. i then failed SIX saves versus poison in a row - and I only needed to roll a 6. Incredible. I did make my reflex save against a fireball, and that's what kept me upright, but my CON is currently a 6.[/OOC]</p><p></p><p>It was a somewhat hairy battle, but it ended like most of them do - Londis and Tofa bickering over who did a better job killing things; sizzling remains of creatures I'd pumped lots of electricity into; Trixie doing some healing; and Reznek near death after fighting something one on one. As if by magic the pixie returned with apologies after the boggards had fled. Wonderful.</p><p></p><p>We arrived at the glorious city of White WIllow and found . . . a dilapidated disaster. The place was run-down, unbalanced, sickly. We gathered together to figure out what to do as the pixie began to edge away, but before we could toss around ideas that blasted fool Reznak moved into a glen and, well, alerted the Queen to our arrival.</p><p></p><p>The Queen did not look good. She looked pale and, uhm, dead, covered with horrid ogre hook scars and a visage of some horror from beyond the grave. She pointed at us and screeched, "BETRAYERS!"</p><p></p><p>We get blamed for <em>everything.</em></p><p></p><p>more notes: In out of session playing, Grezz and Trixie settled her ire over him hiring another bard by his apologies, explanations, and teaching her how to fly. It also brought about this exchange:</p><p><u><strong>Trixie</strong></u>: You hired a female bard, a female engineer, and a female alchemist. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />, Grezz, if you're that desperate yous hould just say so. Get me drunk enough and I'll toss you a pity lay.</p><p><u><strong>Grezz</strong></u>: Can't. It's too dangerous with the Rod of Wonder around.</p><p><u><strong>Trixie</strong></u>: What? Why?</p><p><u><strong>Grezz:</strong></u> because every time you see something huge you freak and use the thing, right?</p><p><u><strong>Trixie: </strong></u>yeah, so what?</p><p><u><strong>Grezz:</strong></u> (struggling to keep a straight face) Well, when I drop my pants and you see what's there, I'm afraid you'll flood the room with butterflies or turn it blue or whatever else that damn rod does.</p><p><u><strong>Trixie</strong></u>: (dissolves into several minutes of helpless giggles)</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="jydog1, post: 5690659, member: 48156"] [b]Session #43 - September 19, 2011 - Frofg in the Throat[/b] notes: our first session is several weeks was a little disjointed as players arrived late and we had a guest (Hi, Max!) playing an NPC who also arrived late and had to leave early, both times driven by me. Toss into the mix that the GM spent the time during the meal when we would have taken care of certain issues cobbling together his wife's character (he'd forgotten her sheets at home) and we had to make some leaps - as in, Grezz hasn't done any shopping, or figured out what's going on with his mother, or filled out his staff, or had Trixie do what she's going to do, and so on. So I reserve the right to take care of that stuff at a later time and make you read it out of the timeline. I'm that kind of guy. Dinner was yummy chicken puffs and salad. Dessert was crazy psycho spurned undead girlfriend Fae Queen. From the journal of Baron Grezzalik M'Rethen: By Shelyn's Vision, I knew being baron was going to be a pain in the ass. I just didn't know it would start almost immediately. I stood watching Tofa talking to a bunch of Ulfen who seemed to be in the process of building a shipyard on the southern shore of Claybottom Lake. It was entirely possible that I'd been briefed on this - my new Clerk, Arneist Malgrave, was nothing if not efficient - but somehow I hadn't expected there to be dozens of sailors bellowing as one waved a piece of paper. They indeed had a writ, and so they and Londis began hammering out details for how they were going to be governed. There was almost a minor riot when Reznek, who was working for Londis, told the Ulfen that he was going to 'interrogate' them. He was then informed that if he tried they'd use him to caulk the hull of one of the ships. While I didn't exactly discourage that threat I did step in and try to settle things down a bit. Euyale was watching all of it with an eager and excited eye, and at some point she slipped off, easily passing as full human by wrapping her snakes up in some sort of hat thingie. I know that as her father I should have been much more concerned, but truth be told it was difficult to feel any sort of attachment to her just yet - she was mine by blood, but I didn't know her at all. She seemed like a nice kid if a little sheltered, but I wouldn't go so far to say I was emotionally bonded or anything so far. As Londis returned to dictating proper behavior I heard Malgraves politely cough at my elbow. 'Your lordship, I've just received notice that an emmissary from the Winter Court of the Shimmerglens has arrived back at the keep. Do you wish me to send word back that we'll be along shortly, or do you wish to return now?" I heard Londis tell Dorgan, leader of the Ulfens, that he expected some difficulties because they were godless heathen. "We'll go now," I sighed. I nudged Trixie. "Can you keep an eye of Euyale. And let me know what you find out otherwise, 'kay?" She nodded, then started looking around. My Minister of Internal Affairs asked, "Okay. Where is she?" We heard a peal of girlish laughter, followed by an approving roar made by several men. "Start there." I cast fly on Malgraves and myself and we returned to the keep to discover a nervous looking Pixie waiting for us. I brought him to my chambers for a private meeting. "Greetings, Grezzalik Tindelluvian. I am Timminus Thistledown, and I bring a message from my Queen, Myrannia." That name tickled my memory for a second, but I couldn't remember why. [OOC]We all forgot that we'd found a locket in the commander's room that had the name Myrannia and a picture. To be fair we'd been really busy at the time, but I found the name in my notes later on and felt shame[/OOC] The pixie continued. "The Queen feels that your recent actions are upsetting the balance of things up here and if they continue, would be considered an act of war. She asks that you present yourself within 3 days to see what can be done." He paused for a second, then added, "Baron, may I speak frankly?" At my nod he said, "We have heard of your group's deeds involving Vinroot and the Lady Fiera, and, well, the Queen hasn't been herself since the keep was taken. I really do hope you and your friends will come out and set things right." I nodded and called for Malgraves. "Please set Timminus up with guest quarters. We'll leave as soon as I gather the others. We have safe passage from the Winter Court, yes?" The pixie bowed deeply before leaving. I'd have to take that as a yes. When the others came back I used a spell to share the info with them and we agreed to leave in a couple of hours. While we were talking Emma Val'Dane came in and I offered her the chance to come with us if she wished. I'd brought her on as my diplomat because Trixie had been uninterested in 'talking to mindless boobs and other fops,' but the halfling eyed her with distrust as we discussed what was going on. She opted to pass when I pointed out that she wouldn't have guaranteed safe passage, and as she left I turned to Reznek, who had wandered in with Londis. "Same goes for you. You weren't in the Fellnight, so you're fair game. Up to you." His response was something flip and dismissive. I shrugged and said, "just making sure you know what you're getting into." To Londis I said, "He's your responsibility. This is a baronial matter, so keep his leash short." Euyale seemed thrilled we were heading off. "An adventure! I'm so excited!" Swamp. Yippee. * * * * We got ambushed, of course. Not by Winter Court, although the pixie hightailed it out of there as soon as it started. No, it was a large number of boggards along with their pets. I was reminded that's while I'd remembered to cast [I]Mage Armor[/I] I'd forgotten to cast [I]Protection from Missiles[/I]. I was hit by several darts as they sprang from cover and immediately realized I'd been poisoned. [OOC]Not long ago I got a pound 'o dice and had a roll off to pick a new d20. the winner had been doing very well for me all along - but not in this session. In rapid succession I failed perception and was thus surprised. i then failed SIX saves versus poison in a row - and I only needed to roll a 6. Incredible. I did make my reflex save against a fireball, and that's what kept me upright, but my CON is currently a 6.[/OOC] It was a somewhat hairy battle, but it ended like most of them do - Londis and Tofa bickering over who did a better job killing things; sizzling remains of creatures I'd pumped lots of electricity into; Trixie doing some healing; and Reznek near death after fighting something one on one. As if by magic the pixie returned with apologies after the boggards had fled. Wonderful. We arrived at the glorious city of White WIllow and found . . . a dilapidated disaster. The place was run-down, unbalanced, sickly. We gathered together to figure out what to do as the pixie began to edge away, but before we could toss around ideas that blasted fool Reznak moved into a glen and, well, alerted the Queen to our arrival. The Queen did not look good. She looked pale and, uhm, dead, covered with horrid ogre hook scars and a visage of some horror from beyond the grave. She pointed at us and screeched, "BETRAYERS!" We get blamed for [I]everything.[/I] more notes: In out of session playing, Grezz and Trixie settled her ire over him hiring another bard by his apologies, explanations, and teaching her how to fly. It also brought about this exchange: [U][B]Trixie[/B][/U]: You hired a female bard, a female engineer, and a female alchemist. :):):):), Grezz, if you're that desperate yous hould just say so. Get me drunk enough and I'll toss you a pity lay. [U][B]Grezz[/B][/U]: Can't. It's too dangerous with the Rod of Wonder around. [U][B]Trixie[/B][/U]: What? Why? [U][B]Grezz:[/B][/U] because every time you see something huge you freak and use the thing, right? [U][B]Trixie: [/B][/U]yeah, so what? [U][B]Grezz:[/B][/U] (struggling to keep a straight face) Well, when I drop my pants and you see what's there, I'm afraid you'll flood the room with butterflies or turn it blue or whatever else that damn rod does. [U][B]Trixie[/B][/U]: (dissolves into several minutes of helpless giggles) [/QUOTE]
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