Night's Embrace: Part 1--A Touch of Darkness

[Rystil Arden]

OOC: RA, are you waiting on someone's post? Or have I driven you off with my mercenary talk of XP awards? Or perhaps life is just too busy! It's funny - we seem to have bumbled, struggled, blundered and klutzed our way through most of the encounters; we're probably still a long way from realizing the garnered puissance of our experience (AKA levelling up ); and yet this is a game I'm really enjoying, and a character I really want to see advance. Perhaps it's because we've put so much blood, sweat and tears into it. We've had to work so hard for any small rewards we've reaped that there's a real sense of triumph when we do achieve some success. Whatever! On with the game!

(OOC: Actually, you're about to level up (yay!)--I got you mixed up with the other game. The only thing that has kept you from it is basically failing to examine the clues you've recovered The delay was due in no part to you and in whole part to me--I was applying for the National Science Foundation Graduate Research Fellowship Program. If I am selected, they pay me $40,500 a year (most of which goes right back to the university, but that's still great). I'll almost certainly fail to get it, but I figured I might as well try )

 

[Boddynock]

(OOC: Actually, you're about to level up (yay!)

Hoody-hoo! Invisibility and teleportation, here I come!

The only thing that has kept you from it is basically failing to examine the clues you've recovered

There's clues? Ooh - better put my glasses on.

I was applying for the National Science Foundation Graduate Research Fellowship Program.

Good luck, RA! That'd be great - one less worry to get in the way of applying yourself in your chosen field.

 

[jkason]

There's clues? Ooh - better put my glasses on.

OOC: I assume he's talking about the books and such Blunt ran across, which I believe we shoved in a bag somewhere (or, well, since Titus is still in a coma, you guys did, anyway)

 

[Rystil Arden]

*The group rests well and awakens, and before long Kel has successfully acquired a warm breakfast of bacon and eggs for the humans and tava blintzes of the berry and cheese varieties for the elven ladies.*

 

[Shayuri]

Sulannus sits crosslegged on the bed in her room, nibbling daintily at the blintz in her hand as she sifts through the items recovered from the warehouse and its secret rooms. They are spread out over the foot of the bed, leaving room for the still wounded party members to lie at the head of it.

"Have we taken inventory yet? What did you manage to bring back?" she asks.

(asking the GM as much as anyone )

 

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: Papers and books, none in Common)

 

[jkason]

OOC: Whenever he manages to wake up, Titus actually knows Abyssal, which seems like a contender for a language a person who sacrifices clerics might write in... :\

 

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: Yep--that's like all of them except the one in Draconic that doesn't matter )

 

[Legildur]

(OOC: LOL! We healed the wrong guy!)

 

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: Yup You'll have to wait for moonrise to get the new healing spells and then you'll be all set though)