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There is a flicker of recognition at the mention of "orsini" on Salvatore Scream's face, and he glances briefly at the Emperor, who seems oblivious. The artist quickly resumes his cowed stance again. "Well Scream, anything to say to the nice lady," says the Emperor in mocking tones. He shrugs...

"Oh, you can hire him for whatever commission you want," says the Emperor to Edmond, "just so long as it's remembered that I'm his sole agent." He places a hand on Scream's shoulder in what starts as a friendly seeming gesture, but then his grip tightens, crumpling the artist's tunic. "He works...

"Oh, of course," says Pilts. "I understand, a bit of privacy away from this rabble. Follow Chittersnap." The spider thing clamps a hairy pincer/hand around Salvatore Scream's arm and leads him inside. Pilts follows on behind. Through the door behind the stage is a corridor, and Chittersnap goes...

There is a ragged cheer from the crowd as another pig is eaten by the giant wolverine, then everything goes quiet as the Emperor of Old Korvosa rises unsteadily to his feet. "Best out of five!" he shouts. A nervous equerry mutters something to him. "What?" says the Emperor. "I said we've...

Shem is staring at the red jade and rubbing his chin between forefinger and thumb. "Just putting this out there..." he says slowly, "but that amount of red jade would buy you a ship, and crew, and still have change left over, you know." He shakes his head as if to get rid of the though. "It'd...

Kraken ducks the swinging tentacle and grins as he steps up to attack it. "Time to go home mate," he tells the monstrosity. Attacks #1 and #2 1d20+12=24, 1d20+12=29 Attack #3 1d20+7=12 Damage #1 and #2 2d4+6=8, 2d4+6=11 I'll assume a 12 misses.

At Comoray's strike, the snake creature evaporates into a cloud of angry smoke. There is a cheer from the dwarves, but it is cut short as the Cobalt dwarves burst through the entrance. The two dwarves guarding the entrance cut down the first one as he charges in. The second is wounded but makes...

It perhaps speaks to the mentality of the strange snake-y merchants that any protection that they may have put on the strongboxes doesn't seem to be designed to stand up to brute force. Between them, Hang and Mal jemmy open the other two boxes without much trouble, although the decorative wood...

The chest makes a small noise of protest when Blue tries his magic on it, but it doesn't seem to have been powerful enough to have any other noticeable effect. Shem looks a little surprised at Hang's request, but returns a little later on with a selection of possible jemmies. Hang and Mal apply...

Sh'aah's axe bites deep, but something about the otherwordly substance of the shadowy snakes seems to take away some of the force of his attacks. Nevertheless, the creature looks ragged and worn, and its attacks against the half-orc are sluggish and easily evaded. Meanwhile, as Arcata's magic...

Manachan continues to chase down his man, this time his attacks are blocked but he has the Shinglesnipe backed up against the wolverine pit. Devargo moves down the field towards the pig pen, leaving Mhairi and Edmond at the other end against two Shinglesnipes. Edmond knocks his man to the floor...

OOC: Gah! Nearly out of the woods as far as the busy period goes - with any luck I'll be able to address this next week, and then fewer long gaps in between replies, at last!

The ghostly woman looks up, and for a moment her eyes seem to flash with anger at Myfanwy. Then she lowers her head and walks into the icy water, passing through the ice without affecting it at all, until she is completely submerged. Her golden hair can be seen in the dark depths, like a drift...

No problem, all the best WD, good gaming with you too!

The four men and a dog return to Hang's apartments in the city (now empty of captive Black River Society men, although there's no sign of any escape). Hang dumps the three small chests/strongboxes that he has liberated down on the floor. All three are made of some kind of dark hardwood, inlaid...

The mystery woman flits between the trees. Quint take a moment to study the ground, but she has left no tracks, even in several day old snow. She leads the group uphill and further into the forest before finally you arrive at a small tarn hidden amongst the trees. Ice creeps in from its edges...