Don has joined the game.

[Roger (Roger)] We could sacrifice them on the altar in the basement

[Roger (Roger)] Or throw them to the creature

[Dralafi] havent you ever played nethack? ;)

[angie/james] that won't really lessen the stench, will it?

[Don] ok much better

[Don] map me?

[Don] let's dump them down the trash compactor. :)

[Don] we are *not* going to e them.

[Defthon (Don)] eat, even.

[Defthon (Don)] Roger can take one of the beds, I've got the couch.

[Defthon (Don)] And I'll take last watch again.

[Dralafi] Ive got first watch

[Roger (Roger)] I can fit comfortably on the sofa

[Defthon (Don)] that's a good point.

[Defthon (Don)] ok *you* take the sofa and *I'll* take the bed.

[Dralafi] no one seems to care

[Roger (Roger)] (Hm.. I already know Lightning Bolt, I'm thinking Hold Person instead)

[Defthon (Don)] test

[Defthon (Don)] ok, now I can chat only by right-clicking the map and selecting "enter chat message"

[Defthon (Don)] that's sort of a pain

[Defthon (Don)] try what?

[Master] Undocking and redocking the Chat.

[Master] in Preferences.

[Defthon (Don)] ok, that worked

[Defthon (Don)] good call

[Dralafi] losing you

[Master] Even though the tower is 3 stories tall -- and thick -- you can still feel it swaying occasionally

[Master] with the force of the wind and rain.

[Dralafi] nice storm

[Roger (Roger)] Okay, spells done

[Master] Excellent.

[Master] What now?

[Defthon (Don)] cast them?

[Master] heh

[Master] Basement, then?

[Roger (Roger)] yep

[Defthon (Don)] yup

Don has joined the game.

[Defthon (Don)] what happened there?

[Defthon (Don)] all set

[Defthon (Don)] hmm.

[Roger (Roger)] I cast dispel magic

[Defthon (Don)] of *course* he "makes a roll of some sort". This is D&D.

[Roger (Roger)] Roll 1 (d20): 5 + 7 = 12

[Roger (Roger)] 1 is rogue

[Dralafi] crack crack crack.

[Roger (Roger)] Roll 1 (d20): 13 + 7 = 20

[Defthon (Don)] uh oh

[Defthon (Don)] AAAAAAGH

[Defthon (Don)] oh okay.

[Defthon (Don)] this could take a while.

[Defthon (Don)] *giggle*

[Defthon (Don)] By "domestic" are we talking the old kitchen staff?

[Shottamip (Tamora)] There must be a trick to it.

[angie/james] fireball!!!!!!!!!

[Defthon (Don)] Right.

[Defthon (Don)] You want to try dispelling some of that?

[Defthon (Don)] say again?

[Master] I wonder if they're fractal domestics.

[Master] YOu know, the more dispel magics you cast, the more pop out.

[Defthon (Don)] I'm thinking no.

[Dralafi] lol

[Master] In more or less the same proportion...

[Defthon (Don)] I know *I* get the impression the wizard cast a spell to hide and/or protect his servants,

[Defthon (Don)] and *that* was what Roger dispelled.

[Master] I like my idea better.

[Roger (Roger)] I saved the third 3rd level slot for a fireball

[Defthon (Don)] Well, you're the DM.

[Defthon (Don)] Hey, are the domestics as immovable as the wizard was?

[Master] Give it a try.

[Defthon (Don)] yes...

[Defthon (Don)] that's what I was doing

[Master] Ah.

[Defthon (Don)] sorry i wasn't clear

[Master] Strength check to push the domestic.

[Defthon (Don)] Defthon: STR check: (1d20+2) [3+2] 5

[Dralafi] dice change!

[Defthon (Don)] no kidding.

[Dralafi] we need new dice in this program

[Master] It skitters along the floor, bounces off the wall, and settles catty-cornered in one of the holes in the grate.

[Defthon (Don)] oops.

[Defthon (Don)] I go and fish her out of the grate

[Master] It's a guy, and gimme a strength check to lift him without letting him fall in

[Defthon (Don)] how big is the grate???

[Defthon (Don)] Defthon: STR check: (1d20+2) [18+2] 20

[Defthon (Don)] THAT'S what I'm talking about.

[Master] 2.5' by 2.5'.

[Master] Pretty big.

[Defthon (Don)] see, the dice change helped

[Defthon (Don)] oh... huh, yeah.

[Master] Defthon levers him out of the grate.

[Master] Dex check.

[Defthon (Don)] Defthon: DEX check: (1d20+2) [15+2] 17

[Master] Defthon deftly directions the domestic to the . . . oh, hell. You slide him back over to the rest of them.

[Defthon (Don)] I go give the wizard a little nudge, see if he's unstuck too

[Master] Nope.

[Defthon (Don)] So. Roger?

[Defthon (Don)] Any ideas?

[Roger (Roger)] I'm going to try to detect the mental activity of the wizard and his staff

[Master] Detect Thoughts, you mean?

[Roger] Yes

[Master] Okay, you cast Detect Thoughts.

[Master] YOu really haven't seen anything like it. THere is definitely some sort of thought there,

[Master] but they're all frozen mid-thought. It's maddening in its own way.

[Defthon (Don)] Huh.

[Master] Like a symphony caught on one note, playing it endlessly, but never really playing it.

[Roger (Roger)] Their thoughts are frozen too

[angie/james] that's wacky

[Master] No, Dralafi's icon -- that's wacky.

[Defthon (Don)] Roger, any more dispel magics racked?

[Roger (Roger)] Can one of you bring one of the servants upstairs by the sword hilt?

[Defthon (Don)] we could try something on the hilt

[Defthon (Don)] whoa

[Roger (Roger)] No, unfortunately.

[Master] I think we have synchronicity.

[Dralafi] we're gonna play lug the staff?

[Master] Defthon and Dralafi should have little difficulty sliding one of the domestics up the stairs.

[Defthon (Don)] I try to pick up one of the little ones

[angie/james] extrasensory

[Master] It'd be pretty fun.

[Master] Picking htem up is crazy hard. Think greased pig.

[Master] But they push well.

[Defthon (Don)] aha.

[Defthon (Don)] up stairs though?

[Dralafi] you get the ankles. ill get the wrists

[Master] You're very clever people

[Defthon (Don)] *kunk* *kunk* *kunk*

[Master] It comes down to this.

[Defthon (Don)] ooh... Roger, you get the head.

[Master] Nah, they slide easier than that.

[Roger (Roger)] AAAHHAahaha

[Master] ok, up the stairs...

[Defthon (Don)] andale

[Master] I am back at the keyboard.

[Master] hee

[Dralafi] burn the witch!

[Defthon (Don)] say that again?

[Master] The cold fire flares up really bright as the servant-sicle approaches it.

[Defthon (Don)] Roger, this is your show. What next?

[Defthon (Don)] Ok

[Defthon (Don)]

[Dralafi] Im gonna kill the channel, just to make the bandwidth clear.

[Roger (Roger)] I get one of the goblin corpses and see if goblin flesh will also pass through the fire

[Master] What are you doing with the domestic in the meantime.

[Master] ?

[Master] I'm gonna call her a maid.

[Roger (Roger)] Hockey

[Defthon (Don)] *giggle*

[angie/james] you'll need to move some chests to make the goal posts

[Master] She's already got the little blue glow they add....

[Defthon (Don)] I stand up straight and cock my head to the side

[Roger (Roger)] Do you see something Def?

[Defthon (Don)] whoa guys

[Defthon (Don)] are you hearing something?

[Defthon (Don)] it stopped now, but...

[Master] Amusingly, a thunderclap splits the silence right then.

[Master] Everybody jumps.

[Defthon (Don)] GAAH. Anyway, it was like someone was whispering inside my head.

[Defthon (Don)] They said something about "Seren's folly", and "House Estin"

[Defthon (Don)] and ended with a 'loud' "WHERE IS THE BEARER?"

[Shottamip (Tamora)] funky

[Defthon (Don)] any ideas what that might mean?

[Shottamip (Tamora)] yeah, but I'm not here

[Defthon (Don)] oh, sure Tami, I bet you know exactly what that means. :P

[Dralafi] psst. mike, do I have any idea what those mean? :)

[Master] Absolutely none.

[Master] Actually, lemme amend that.

[Master] Bardic Lore check, DC 30.

[Defthon (Don)] Don says: of course not. This is the segue into our hop to Serendair.

[Master] Good luck!

[Defthon (Don)] DC _30_?

[Defthon (Don)] heh.

[angie/james] we've got another bard?

[Master] It's pretty fucking obscure.

angie/james has left the game.

[Master] Oops.

[Dralafi] i take 20. i fail.

angie/james has joined the game.

[Master] Heh.

[Shottamip (Tamora)] pity

[Master] Welcome back.

[Master] No, no more bards.

[Master] Exactly my point.

[angie/james] gotcha

[Roger (Roger)] I get fed up and attempt to just grab the hilt

[Defthon (Don)] eep

[angie/james] ohboy

[Master] Oh, call my bluff why don't you.

[Defthon (Don)] HAHAHA

[Master] You grab the sword and pull it out.

[Dralafi] I take cover

[Defthon (Don)] Roger teleports to Serendair!

[Master] jas

[Defthon (Don)] ;P

[Defthon (Don)] that was me diving over the table

[Master] The sword has transformed into a bastard sword with the blade made entirely of flame!

[Master] Flame the color of the sun.

[Defthon (Don)] awww.

[Roger (Roger)] Bitchin'

[angie/james] nice

[Master] Will save, Roger.

[Defthon (Don)] d'oh!

[Roger (Roger)] Roger: Will: (1d20+9) [13+9] 22

[Dralafi] han drops it immediately. fumble. take 100 damage.

[Master] Roger is trembling.

[angie/james] does he lose bladder control?

[angie/james] will save, or fort save?

[Defthon (Don)] iw.

[Master] Reflex.

[Roger (Roger)] Roger: Reflex: (1d20+11) [3+11] 14

[Master] Hee.

[Master] Roger, strength check.

[Defthon (Don)] jeez

[Roger (Roger)] Roger: STR check: (1d20+0) [16+0] 16

[Master] Roger is being forced to the floor by the weight of the sword.

[Defthon (Don)] Roger! Just drop it!

[Roger (Roger)] NO! MY PReciousss....

[Roger (Roger)] Okay, I drop the sword

[Master] You drop it point first, and the point sinks into the floor.

[Master] A new pillar of flame erupts from the ground.

[Master] The sword is as you saw it previously.

[Defthon (Don)] What do you mean, erupts from the ground?

[Dralafi] should one of us try?

[Master] From the floor, sorry.

[Defthon (Don)] By "as previously" do you mean the hilt is just surrounded by flame on the floor, or actually floating over the pool again?

[Master] Floating over the floor instead of the pool, but otherwise the same.

[Defthon (Don)] and what is the pillar of flame coming from?

[Master] The ground.

[Dralafi] Defthon, I just got a message.

[Dralafi] I think the sword would like you top pick it up

[Dralafi] Post haste.

[Defthon (Don)] OOOooohhh, so before, there was a pillar of flame over the pool? I thought it was just surrounding the hilt.

[Defthon (Don)] ME?

[Defthon (Don)] crap.

[Defthon (Don)] I peer at the sword, and slowly reach my hand into the flame

[Defthon (Don)] I pause a moment

[Master] You are allowed to approach without incident.

[Defthon (Don)] Roger, what exactly happened there?

[Defthon (Don)] Why did you start shaking?

[Master] You are asking this with your hand surrounded by cold flame?

[Defthon (Don)] I was reaching toward the flame, but I paused a moment.

[Roger (Roger)] The sword was being bitchy

[Defthon (Don)] as I thought to figure out what the hell I was getting into

[Defthon (Don)] "bitchy"?

[Master] Defthon doesn't hear the last word.

[Defthon (Don)] eh?

[Master] All anyone hears is "The sword was being..."

[Roger (Roger)] Yes, I believe the sword is sentient

[Defthon (Don)] So... it was the _sword_ talking to me a few minutes ago?

[Defthon (Don)] Am _I_ the "bearer"?

[Defthon (Don)] I reach in to touch the hilt.

[Master] There is a blinding flash of lightning and thunder, and the floor crumbles beneath you.

[Defthon (Don)] suck.

[Master] End of adventure.

[Defthon (Don)] HAHAHAHA

[Master] Please accept 2500 XP for freeing the wizard and clearing out his tower.

[Defthon (Don)] Nice.

[Dralafi] good job :)

[Master] Epilogue:

[Master] You find yourself in a rough-hewn cavern, standing behind some sort of altar.

[Master] The hand which Defthon used to grasp the sword is being held by . . . someone else.

[Master] Behind that person is a motley group of some six additional adventurers. They look tough.

[Master] And that's where we'll pick up next adventure.

[Defthon (Don)] *giggle*

[Roger (Roger)] Excellent

[Dralafi] excellent

[Roger (Roger)] Later

[Defthon (Don)] fwiw, my realisation that it was the sword talking, and that i might be the bearer, really did come just then

[Master] Later! This was so much fun!

[Defthon (Don)] good dramatic timing. :)

[Master] No, it's all good.

Roger has left the game.

[Defthon (Don)] see y'all.

[Dralafi] laterz.

[angie/james] take care

Dralafi has left the game.

angie/james has left the game.

[Defthon (Don)] see you later