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"Nice to meet you. Roger by the way. What did I miss?", the psychologist replies while moving down to join the group.

In his search, Roger eventually comes across the opening to the passage Benjiro discovered and heads down to meet the rest of the group. Oil painting. And I'm not getting my email notifications, which is throwing me off. Was surprised to see posts when I came on. Guess I'll have to start...

Interesting. Although it was a bit too much. The theater was fitting the stereotype of a haunted building almost too well. It was a shame the curtain was locked, but it made sense. Sarah wouldn't want this to be in plain sight of her customers. Fearing that another confrontation with Sarah...

Just a bunch of carvings, Roger tries to convince himself as he looks at the eerie scene. Who would carve such a thing behind the screen.. He decides to look for a way to raise the screen so it won't feel so cramped. Search +7, and he'll go look for a control room if he needs to. If nothing...

Feeling somewhat unnerved, he steps back into the light and pulls out his blacklight. Kicking himself for leaving the regular flashlight in the car, he proceeds cautiously back into the dark area to see if the blacklight illuminates anything of interest, or even a light switch.

Dodging Sarah's eye, the paranormal investigator moves into the theatre. It's obvious there's too much light for a blacklight to be valuable, so he pulls out his infared camera and starts looking around. At the ceiiing, at the screen, the balcony, the floor. He finds himself heading away from...

"No not at all," Roger replies, enthusiastically. "This is proving to be quite an interesting case, although I will admit, I'm having trouble finding explanations for everything. It takes time though, and in some cases a little creativity if you know what I mean." He paused for a moment. it...

The theatre was coming into sight. Today had been one dissappointing dead-end after another: the library, the hospital. If there was no evidence to be found in books and interviews, then the scene would need to speak for itself. As Roger pulled into an open parking space, he thought about...

Knew I should have tried the court records instead Roger thinks. He sends out emails to the appropriate clients and looks at his watch. It was still early, so there was time to finish up with some business before returning to the theatre. After an hour of stopping at various psychiatric...

Roger got up, as was usual, to a modest breakfast and a quick scan of his calendar, making note of the days obligations. The night before he had added "Visit Theatre" to the list, as if he could forget what happened or his plans to return. He had finished his notes, including their stay at the...

Mass hallucination, groupthink, and it wasn't far-fetched to think something about the incident in the hospital caused the heart attack. Steven couldn't be expected to be familiar with all of this, and Roger was appreciative of Gabriel's defense, but Roger held some reverence for science, and...

Putting down his hamburger so he could get a word in, Roger stopped to wipe his mouth. His 'Crazy Crouton' burger was becoming a bit hard to manage, and he was wondering what they wouldn't put on a sandwich. "I'm not ruling out hallucination, or smoke-and-mirrors either. If we're going to do...

"I'm flexible," he said, almost automatically. It took a second to realize Pete wasn't with them. Being with an insurance company he was bound to want to ask Roger and the others questions about the accident, but then, Roger wanted to ask about the previous incidents in the theater too. The...

"I guess i'll need to go back to the theater and figure out how to collect some. Taking more precautions this time of course." he said, trying to reassure himself. He looked at his watch, and realized it was getting late. "6:30... Anyone feel like getting dinner?"

After a discussion with Hipp, Hildor is gone. I may try to rejoin later, with a character who will work better with the party. I had hoped to say this myself before Hipp did, but alas, I was not near my computer this weekend (as is normal for my weekends). But I thought I had told him I'd...

Taking the opportunity afforded by the conversations going on, Hildor decided he had had enough. He walked quietly, toward the door only stopping to be mindlessly kicked in the shin by Wizzop. Apparently his luck was failing once again. His next stop would be to return to Silverymoon and...

Hildor bows his head to Harad. It was the outcome he'd been hoping for. Then, looking toward Nae'talis, he considered his position. Tyrrans seemed to have a sense of honor so this probably wasn't a trick, and Hildor and the wizard weren't exactly friends. To add to that he couldn't think of...

"Not Guilty then." he finished. ... Hrolf's speech ... Was that the end? It was a rather short trial, and Hrolf's argument was better than needing to explain each crime, but Hildor had no interest in "rehabilitation".

Hildor looks at his fingers. Lets see. He looks at his index finger. Conspiring against the sovereign state of Silverymoon. No, he couldn't think of a thing he did recently which whose motive had anything to do with Silverymoon. Then his middle finger. Perjury. He hadn't really lied to...

"Well, first i ought to apologize to Vincent, that I was unable to prevent his fall. I was up on the scaffolding with him and lost my balance as well." Then, returning to the doctor: "But what I meant to talk with you about, and I didn't want to bother everyone, but when he came here he was...