016: He was a man...well, he was a dragon-man...or maybe he was just a dragon...

[Yuthirin]

[16:01] <@Kotono> ---
[16:09] <@Kotono> LAST TIME ON PLANAR 2: New sword! It may not like Iris! Ysgard! Axings! And now the conclusion...
[16:11] <@Kotono> A brief trip downpath leads you into a little recess in the mountain. Here pine trees are thick, but not so thick as to preclude resting in them. The party settles in for lunch, hunger assailing them. After that large meal, the party finds a deep, powerful lethargy come over them, as they sit around and rest. At the same time, the circle symbols of the Lady of Dreams begin to gently pulse on
[16:11] <@Kotono> each of you.
[16:12] * Aleira looks around curiously, wiping some crumbs from the corner of her mouth!
[16:13] * Thyan takes comfort in the lethargy and dozes..
[16:13] <Iris> "Well, I suppose it has been some time since we properly slept," Iris concedes, lying down for an impromptu nap.
[16:14] * Fiora recognizes this as a "summons" of sort from the Lady, and curls up for a quick nap.
[16:15] * Aleira shrugs and sprawls out, immediately giving in to the impulse to sleep.
[16:15] <@Kotono> Aleira doesn't see anything awry, save for her companions rapidly drifting off to sleep. At the same time her own fatigue rises, a yawn inadvertantly escaping.
[16:17] <@Kotono> Sleep comes. You drift in dreams, sightless and soundless. It's a restful stop before sound returns. The Lady's voice is heard, "My brave champions. The tide of dreams and fate continues to march. I have news for you. Aleira and Thyan, I need your help."
[16:17] * Aleira blinks.  "How can I aid you, my Lady?"
[16:17] <Thyan> "Aye?"
[16:19] * Fiora wasn't addressed, so stays quiet.
[16:21] <@Kotono> "I have another duty for you, if you will take it. I need protection and another deed done. It will take you away from your current quest." So she explains, "But I feel the two of you are best able to achieve it. Are you willing to leave your companions?"
[16:23] * Aleira looks reluctantly at the others. "I've grown pretty fond of my friends here, but duty calls. You have my fists, my lady."
[16:24] <Thyan> "While I'll miss the others, new journys are always welcome.
[16:24] <Thyan> "
[16:25] * Fiora gives Aleira a hug, "Take care of yourself, then. And do try to be less reckless when there isn't a healer there?"
[16:27] * Aleira pats Fiora on the back, squeezing hard. "I'll miss you guys! You guys take care of yourselves as well."
[16:27] <Fiora> "
[16:27] <Fiora> "Well, at least we can't die where we're at now?" Fiora shrugs.
[16:29] <@Kotono> "When you awaken, Thyan and Aleira will be gone. The Shard of Mighty Dreams will be there, so don't forget it. Two others who have answered the call will awaken with you. My brave champions...be strong and know that I am proud of you."
[16:29] * Iris is as emotionally effusive as ever, keeping her goodbyes to a restrained "Farewell."
[16:29] * Aleira bows in farewell.
[16:30] <Thyan> "I would tell you all to take care, but we all know that's unlikely."
[16:30] * Thyan grins and twirls his mustache.
[16:32] * Fiora snickers, "We'll manage. You be careful as well, but you're the most cautious of us anyway. Good luck."
[16:33] <Thyan> "Aye, you too."
[16:36] <@Kotono> With this sleep shatters. Awaken-ness returns. Resting by the fire is the Shard of Mighty Dreams...and in the place of Aleira and Thyan are two others, just awakening as well. OOC: Intro yourselves.
[16:36] * Aleira is now known as Chloe
[16:37] * Thyan is now known as Daerev
[16:38] * Chloe blinks once, twice, then rises slowly to a sitting position. She looks at her new companions with iceblue eyes. "It's a pity that teleporting isn't as easy as going to sleep and waking up, " she comments lightly. "I'm Chloe Windrunner, aspiring Master Stormcaster. Pleased to meet you all."
[16:38] * Chloe rises to her feet, idly brushing grass out of her ebony locks of hair.
[16:39] <Iris> "Greetings and salutations," Iris says. "One would hope you have some skills to assist us in our endeavors?"
[16:42] * Chloe idly snaps her fingers and small sparks of what looks to be miniature lightning dances across her hand. "Whatever I can't talk my way out of, I can burn to a crisp, among other things."
[16:43] * Daerev rises to his full height of about 7 feet, drawing his shoulders back and shaking his scaled lizard's head and looks at the group with his slitted, golden eyes for a moment before bowing and presenting his clawed hands open.
[16:43] <Iris> "In which case, considering our past history, I have little doubt that you will acclimate yourself in no time at all."
[16:45] <Daerev> "Greetings, friends. I am Daerev'nym Ingeir'palar. I remember such names are difficult to pronounce for humans, so please, call me Daerev. I am a Sorcerer and reborn of Bahamut, my great father. It is a pleasure to meet you all."
[16:47] * Fiora smiles at the two newcomers, "Welcome to the team. I'm Fiora Gauss, of the Knights of Libra. And pretty much the team healer." Offering a hand to both Chloe and Daerev in turn, she seems to have no qualms about the large dragonman.
[16:47] * Chloe blinks. "That is indeed quite a mouthful. Charmed." Chloe nods genially at the overly large dragonman.
[16:48] <Iris> "Iris Darabont," Iris says for her part.
[16:49] <@Kotono> From Morana's sheath a voice pipes up in your minds, 'New blood? Name's Siri. Don't mind Iris, she's boring.'
[16:49] * Daerev raises an eye ridge at the voice.
[16:50] <Daerev> "An.. intelligent blade? My how.. interesting. And valuable."
[16:50] <Fiora> "Ah, Siri's a talking sword. We found her on the astral," Fiora explains.
[16:50] * Daerev gets a mild glint of greed in his eye.
[16:50] <Iris> "'Intelligent' is a matter of some debate," Iris says.
[16:51] <Fiora> "So," Fiora picks up the fallen shard, "since both of you are casters as well...I wonder what we're going to do with this?"
[16:52] * Iris quite plainly wants nothing to do with it, pointedly looking elsewhere. Like at trees. Fascinating things, trees!
[16:53] * Fiora shrugs and puts it in her bag until Morana is coherent enough to ask if she just wants to keep it, since she borrowed it so often.
[16:54] * Chloe blanches slightly. "I value my intelligence too highly to want to carry that particular shard."
[16:54] * Chloe adds, "The Lady was kind enough to get me up to speed on the Dream Shards we already own."
[16:55] <Daerev> "Oh? It effects intelligence, then? Hmm. Valuable, perhaps, but not immediately useful.. We could simply store it, then?"
[16:55] <Fiora> "It makes you...more simple minded, and weakens your spellcasting ability, in exchange for physical strength." Fiora explains to Daerev.
[17:02] * Hamish snores deeply.
[17:02] <@Kotono> From here the party goes on. You wander down a long, narrow slope down, thousands of feet between your position and the distant ground. As you wander along...OOC: What's your marching order here?
[17:03] <Hamish> OOC: Horses are leading, I'm taking the time to nap. Put me wherever.
[17:03] <Fiora> (OOC: Fiora's up frontish)
[17:03] <Iris> OOC: Iris will occupy her usual position somewhere near the back of the line (but not last!) And definitely hugging the landward side of this mountain path
[17:04] <Chloe> OOC: If I'm more tanky than Fiora, I'll go in front
[17:04] <Daerev> OOC: I'll be somewhere close up front. (See the Unseen active.)
[17:07] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay. Listen checks, all. None for Hamish since he's asleep in the wagon.
[17:07] <Hamish> OOC: Carriage!
[17:07] <Chloe> roll 1d20+10 listen
[17:07] * Hatbot --> "Chloe rolls 1d20+10 listen and gets 25." [1d20=15]
[17:07] <Fiora> roll 1d20+2 listen
[17:07] * Hatbot --> "Fiora rolls 1d20+2 listen and gets 12." [1d20=10]
[17:08] <Daerev> roll d20+11 Listen
[17:08] * Hatbot --> "Daerev rolls d20+11 Listen and gets 26." [d20=15]
[17:08] <Iris> roll 1d20+13
[17:08] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+13 and gets 23." [1d20=10]
[17:10] <@Kotono> Chole, Daerev and Iris can hear a rumbling above.
[17:10] * Daerev looks up.
[17:10] <Daerev> "Hmm.. Something comes. Rumbling.."
[17:11] <@Kotono> Looking up, you can see that a goodly ways away several small bits of rock are falling - before several chunks above break off! A rock slide pours down, coming towards the party! OOC: You caught it in time not to be surprised and taken off guard by it. Act.
[17:11] * Iris quickly evaluates whether moving forward or back along the path would more quickly get her out of harm's way, and then MOVES.
[17:11] <Daerev> "Avalanche!"
[17:12] * Hamish lurches up. "Whosey-whutsa!?"
[17:12] * Chloe instantly dives forward, hoping to dart out of the falling rock's way!
[17:12] * Daerev spreads his wings wide and takes to the air!
[17:13] <@Kotono> It looks like the best chance is to go ahead - but you'd best hurry FAST!
[17:13] * Fiora darts forward!
[17:13] * Hamish grabs the reigns, cracking them as the rocks tumble and sleepiness clings! "HORSES! HOUSES! WHATEVER!"
[17:14] * Iris is moving, rest assured!
[17:14] * Daerev follows above the cart, hoping he can call out a safe and fast path for it.
[17:15] <@Kotono> OOC: Make reflex saves, all. +5 bonus since you guys took appropriate action. Daerev, you're off the hook since you're flying and out of the path now. +2 bonus for each 10ft your move speed is over 30ft and -2 for each 10ft it's under 30ft. Evasion doesn't matter here.
[17:15] <Hamish> OOC: Does the cart get a save?
[17:15] <Iris> roll 1d20+14
[17:15] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+14 and gets 27." [1d20=13]
[17:16] <@Kotono> OOC: Yes. It'll depend on your save since you're driving Hamish.
[17:17] <Hamish> roll 1d20+7 Let's not be hasty with the killing of my new horses here
[17:17] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+7 Let's not be hasty with the killing of my new horses here and gets 17." [1d20=10]
[17:17] <Fiora> roll 1d20+9+5
[17:17] <Chloe> roll 1d20+8 ref
[17:17] * Hatbot --> "Fiora rolls 1d20+9+5 and gets 25." [1d20=11]
[17:17] * NeremWorld (~Nerem@71-37-12-176.tukw.qwest.net) Quit (Ping timeout)
[17:17] * Hatbot --> "Chloe rolls 1d20+8 ref and gets 19." [1d20=11]
[17:17] <Chloe> OOC:+5 to that. Didn't see the bonus
[17:18] <Hamish> OOC: Ah yes, 22 total
[17:18] <@Kotono> OOC: Someone roll for Morana?
[17:18] <Hamish> roll 1d20+7+5 Morana
[17:18] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+7+5 Morana and gets 21." [1d20=9]
[17:21] <@Kotono> With speed and warning, the party is able to just avoid the massive landslide! As you get clear you watch it pour down and past...wait, what?! At the end are two massive boulders, and atop both are massive, identical giants! They wear tanned leathers and carry greatclubs, skin an earthy brown and with big, thick gray bears. The boulders land HARD on the path and shatter, the two giants landing
[17:21] <@Kotono> perfectly! "See that, brother? You missed 'em!" The one on the right says with a smirk. "The little ones are still alive!"
[17:21] <@Kotono> "Baneshi's Balls!" Swearing, the one on the left glares, "So they are. I owe you a giant eagle, brother!"
[17:23] * Chloe raises an eyebrow, dusting the dirt and bits of stone from her shoulders. "Should I take that to mean that you *deliberately* caused that stone to fall on us?"
[17:23] * Hamish looks at the cart, then the rocks, then the giants. "...the fuck, man?"
[17:23] <Fiora> "Welcome to Ysgard. Apparently people attack eachother here instead of saying hello." Fiora deadpans. When she suggested it, she didn't know the plane was THIS barbaric.
[17:23] <Iris> "The local standards for japery are, I conclude, quite low," Iris says.
[17:24] <@Kotono> "Damn right you do," Grinning as he gestures with his greatclub at the party, "Little ones! We're the Brothers of Alfar Hill! Of course we did! This just means you're worth fighting! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" With a great scream the giant rushes forward, "FIGHT TODAY, FOR TOMORROW WE RISE ETERNAL!" His brother follows, "FOR GLORY!" OOC: Init. The locals have an interesting way of saying hello, it seems.
[17:24] * Daerev lands in the back of the cart, a deep rumbling in his throat and a few small licks of flame escaping between his teeth.
[17:24] <Chloe> roll 1d20+7 init
[17:24] * Hatbot --> "Chloe rolls 1d20+7 init and gets 20." [1d20=13]
[17:24] <Daerev> roll d20+6
[17:24] * Hatbot --> "Daerev rolls d20+6 and gets 23." [d20=17]
[17:24] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+2 Giant brother 1
[17:24] <Fiora> roll 1d20+1 (+5 if morana has her +init aura up)
[17:24] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+2 Giant brother 1 and gets 11." [1d20=9]
[17:24] * Hatbot --> "Fiora rolls 1d20+1 (+5 if morana has her +init aura up) and gets 10." [1d20=9]
[17:25] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+6 Giant brother 2
[17:25] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+6 Giant brother 2 and gets 24." [1d20=18]
[17:25] <Iris> roll 1d20+11
[17:25] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+11 and gets 15." [1d20=4]
[17:25] <Iris> (OOC: +5 from MOrana)
[17:25] <Hamish> roll 1d10+10+5
[17:25] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d10+10+5 and gets 25." [1d10=10]
[17:25] <Hamish> roll 1d20+10+5
[17:25] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+10+5 and gets 24." [1d20=9]
[17:25] <Daerev> (OOC: with Moaran's bonus, 28.
[17:25] <Hamish> OOC: FO REALZ
[17:25] * Kotono changes topic to 'Daerev(23)>Chole(20)>Fiora(16)'
[17:27] * Kotono changes topic to 'Daerev(28)>Hamish=Giant brother 2(24)>Chole=Iris(20)>Fiora(15)>Giant brother 1(11)'
[17:27] <@Kotono> OOC: Open, Daerev. They're 50ft away from the party.
[17:31] * Daerev throws his and out and calls out, "I will have your hearts for this!" while a shard of searing hot rock flies from his hand!
[17:31] <Daerev> (Kelgore's Fire Bolt, Ref half)
[17:33] <Daerev> roll 5d6
[17:33] * Hatbot --> "Daerev rolls 5d6 and gets 20." [5d6=6, 4, 1, 3, 6]
[17:35] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+6
[17:35] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+6 and gets 26." [1d20=20]
[17:35] <Daerev> OOC: DC 16, BTW
[17:35] <@Kotono> OOC: Which one?
[17:35] <Daerev> OOC: One who talked first.
[17:36] <@Kotono> The bolt of fire flies swift and true, slamming into the first giant! It scorches his front lightly, enough to grab his attention! "You want to play, little one?" he asks, a smile full of sharp white teeth! OOC: Hamish'n'giant 2. Go.
[17:37] <Hamish> Wordlessly, Hamish points at the same giant, a crystal appearing and lancing through the air! OOC: Crystal Shard, augmented to 7d6. 7PP cost. 59 PP remain.
[17:37] <Hamish> roll 1d20+10 ranged touch!
[17:37] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+10 ranged touch! and gets 22." [1d20=12]
[17:41] <@Kotono> OOC: Hit.
[17:41] <Hamish> roll 7d6 RANGED STAB
[17:41] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 7d6 RANGED STAB and gets 22." [7d6=4, 1, 1, 1, 5, 4, 6]
[17:43] <@Kotono> At the same time, the other giant rushes forward, approaching the disorganized party! It swings its club in a massive arc, down and right towards Fiora!
[17:43] * Merc-zzz is now known as Merc
[17:44] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+17 (+2 charge, -8 PA)
[17:44] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+17 (+2 charge, -8 PA) and gets 23." [1d20=6]
[17:44] <@Kotono> OOC: Flatfooted AC, Fiora?
[17:44] <Fiora> (OOC: man, with a 23 vs flatfooted you don't even need to ask. freaking 16)
[17:44] <@Kotono> roll 2d8+30
[17:44] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 2d8+30 and gets 41." [2d8=4, 7]
[17:44] <@Kotono> OOC: It's obligatory.
[17:45] <@Kotono> WHAM! Fiora gets clubbed right upside the head, cracking her forehead open into a red gash! She sees stars at the same time, blurry and dazed! OOC:Owwies. Chloe and Iris. Go. You have a big ol' giant looming over you now.
[17:46] * Chloe immediately casts Grease on the club of the giant who clobbered Fiora.
[17:49] <@Kotono> OOC: Save type/DC?
[17:49] <@Kotono> OOC: Also, you'll need a concentration check to avoid the AoO since you have a big ol' giant ready to club you when you cast.
[17:50] <Chloe> OOC: Ref save, DC 19
[17:51] <Chloe> roll 1d20+ 3 concentration check
[17:51] * Hatbot --> "Chloe rolls 1d20+ 3 concentration check and gets Error: Check syntax." [1d20=16]
[17:52] <Chloe> roll 1d20+3 concentration check
[17:52] * Hatbot --> "Chloe rolls 1d20+3 concentration check and gets 9." [1d20=6]
[17:52] <@Kotono> As Chole begins to cast, the club comeson down at her, the opening enough for the giant to strike!
[17:53] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+15 (-8 PA) AC Chloe?
[17:53] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+15 (-8 PA) AC Chloe? and gets 33." [1d20=18]
[17:53] <Chloe> OOC: Not that
[17:53] <@Kotono> roll 2d8+30 owwies
[17:53] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 2d8+30 owwies and gets 38." [2d8=3, 5]
[17:53] <Chloe> OOC: taking an action so don't resolve just yet
[17:54] <@Kotono> OOC: Go for it. Your spell's disrupted since there's no way you can make that concentration check to maintain the spell.
[17:55] * Chloe reels with the blow, staggering! But her eyes flicker with lightning even as she's struck, and an arc of lightning dances from her body to that of her attacker!
[17:55] <Chloe> roll 2d8+9 damage, Electric Vengeance
[17:55] * Hatbot --> "Chloe rolls 2d8+9 damage, Electric Vengeance and gets 18." [2d8=3, 6]
[17:57] <@Kotono> Crystal shards fly as they impale the slower giant, as meanwhile Chole begins to cast! But the club comes down faster, braining her hard! She gets cracked open the same way Fiora's cracked open, head full of dizzy pain! A single bitten off syllable of vengence results in an electric bolt flying out at the giant! It's zapped, arm spasming as it howls out in shock! OOC: Ow. Iris.
[17:58] * Iris scurries away further down the path, beyond the reach of giant clubs but pointedly NOT out of firing range! (OOC: hoping he doesn't have Cr, if he does I'll just eat the AoO. Ysgard.)
[17:58] <@Kotono> OOC: He does have CR!
[17:58] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+15 (-8 PA) Iris AC?
[17:58] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+15 (-8 PA) Iris AC? and gets 21." [1d20=6]
[17:59] <Iris> OOC: oh well! Lower than that. I'll fire off a spell after damage
[17:59] <@Kotono> roll 2d8+30
[17:59] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 2d8+30 and gets 40." [2d8=7, 3]
[17:59] <Iris> roll 1d20+8 ranged touch Scroching Ray mk 1
[17:59] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+8 ranged touch Scroching Ray mk 1 and gets 21." [1d20=13]
[17:59] <Iris> roll 1d20+8 ranged touch Scroching Ray mk 2
[17:59] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+8 ranged touch Scroching Ray mk 2 and gets 27." [1d20=19]
[17:59] <@Kotono> OOC: Two hits.
[18:00] <@Kotono> OOC: Which one are you firing at?
[18:00] <@Kotono> OOC: People, you really need to start being explicit about this.
[18:00] <Iris> roll 4d6 fire at the jerk what hit me
[18:00] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 4d6 fire at the jerk what hit me and gets 21." [4d6=6, 6, 5, 4]
[18:00] <Iris> roll 4d6 fire
[18:00] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 4d6 fire and gets 13." [4d6=2, 4, 5, 2]
[18:00] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay.
[18:01] <@Kotono> The offensive giant now has scorching holes in his stomach! HE holds his stomach with one hand, groaning in considerable agony! But Iris got sent flying a moment before, club hitting her fleeing back! The cracknig of ribes, back and shoulderblades makes casting a lovely exercise in pain! OOC: Le owwies. Fiora.
[18:03] * Fiora casts defensively, reaching over to heal Chloe as her amulet flashes...
[18:03] <Fiora> roll 1d20+12 concentration check
[18:03] * Hatbot --> "Fiora rolls 1d20+12 concentration check and gets 25." [1d20=13]
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[18:03] <@Kotono> OOC: Success.
[18:04] <Fiora> "Let this light be a blessed rain upon you!" As Fiora finishes her spell and the healing energy moves from herself to Chloe...her amulet disharges healing energy into her as well!(OOC: using Amulet of Retributive healing with CSW. Chloe and Fiora both heal the amount I roll.)
[18:04] <Fiora> roll 3d8+13 healing
[18:04] * Hatbot --> "Fiora rolls 3d8+13 healing and gets 29." [3d8=8, 4, 4]
[18:05] <@Kotono> Healing energies gather around Chole, soothing her head gash! At the same time Fiora's wound heals, both women restored to partial vitality!  OOC: Don't forget the 2 from fast healing, Fiora. Brother 1's up.
[18:06] <@Kotono> The first brother drops his club, scooping up the broken rocks all over! With a double armful he grunts, hurling them at the party, save for the flying Daerev and the retreated Iris! OOC: Ref saves for everyone else+horses. Rock storm. Evasion applies as normal, note if you have it.
[18:07] <Hamish> roll 1d20+7+5 Hamish
[18:07] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+7+5 Hamish and gets 16." [1d20=4]
[18:07] <Hamish> roll 1d20+4 Horse 1
[18:07] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+4 Horse 1 and gets 8." [1d20=4]
[18:07] <Fiora> roll 1d20+9 ref, no evasion
[18:07] * Hatbot --> "Fiora rolls 1d20+9 ref, no evasion and gets 23." [1d20=14]
[18:07] <Hamish> roll 1d20+4 Horse 2
[18:07] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+4 Horse 2 and gets 18." [1d20=14]
[18:07] <Chloe> roll 1d20+8 ref
[18:07] * Hatbot --> "Chloe rolls 1d20+8 ref and gets 24." [1d20=16]
[18:08] <@Kotono> roll 4d6 Hamish full, Horse 1 full, Horse 2 half, Fiora half, Chole half.
[18:08] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 4d6 Hamish full, Horse 1 full, Horse 2 half, Fiora half, Chole half. and gets 13." [4d6=4, 5, 1, 3]
[18:09] <@Kotono> Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! A rain of rocks brains the entire party, lots of little scrapes and painful bruises as a result of the storm! OOC: Owwies. Daerev is up. Go.
[18:09] <Daerev> OOC: What's their distance to me now?
[18:09] <@Kotono> OOC: One is within 10ft and clubbing people. The other's 50ft back.
[18:10] <Daerev> OOC: If I move or cast where I am, he gets an AoO on me, eh?
[18:12] <@Kotono> OOC: Yes.
[18:13] <Daerev> OOC: is anyone between me and him? IE: in a cone radius?
[18:14] <@Kotono> OOC: Where you are you'd have a shot at him. Stepping back would risk hitting the others since you're all kinda there and disorganized from the rockslide.
[18:15] * Daerev inhales deeply, a bright glow coming from his maw, before he lets loose with a rumbling roar and a gout of bright flame! (OOC: Using effect slow, Ref vs DC 19)
[18:15] <Daerev> roll 3d6
[18:15] * Hatbot --> "Daerev rolls 3d6 and gets 11." [3d6=3, 6, 2]
[18:16] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+6
[18:16] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+6 and gets 13." [1d20=7]
[18:16] <@Kotono> OOC: How long's the slow?
[18:17] <Daerev> OOC: Same as the spell. Two rounds on a fort save, the spell says?
[18:18] <@Kotono> OOC: What's the exact ability here?
[18:18] <Daerev> OOC: Breath Effect Slow: Creatures withing your cone of breath are slowed, as the spell.
[18:19] <@Kotono> The gout of burning fire catches the giant right int he chest, his reaction slowed down! He cries out in slow motion, stumbling back from this latest abuse! OOC: Hamish'n'Giant. Go Hamish.
[18:20] <Hamish> OOC: Is dudengiant within AoO range of me? I be still on the cart.
[18:22] <@Kotono> OOC: YEs.
[18:23] <Hamish> OOC: Standard of move action to climb down the cart?
[18:23] <@Kotono> OOC: Move action. You'd provoke an AoO.
[18:23] <Hamish> OOC: Fuck it
[18:24] <Hamish> Hamish steps back, hopping off the cart and taking shelter behind it! OOC: Action coming after this. AoO me
[18:25] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+13 (-2 slow, -8 PA)
[18:25] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+13 (-2 slow, -8 PA) and gets 23." [1d20=10]
[18:25] <@Kotono> OOC: AC?
[18:25] <Hamish> OOC: Hit
[18:26] <@Kotono> roll 2d8+30
[18:26] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 2d8+30 and gets 38." [2d8=7, 1]
[18:26] <@Kotono> OOC: Carry on.

[Yuthirin]

[18:27] <Hamish> A solid hit shakes him, sending him scrambling over the side and struggling to remain upright! Nevertheless, he pops up over the side, taking cover and launching another crystal! OOC: Crystal Shard, augmented to 7d6. 7PP cost. 52 PP remain.
[18:27] <Hamish> roll 1d20+10 ranged touch
[18:27] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+10 ranged touch and gets 26." [1d20=16]
[18:28] <@Kotono> OOC: That be a hit.
[18:29] <Hamish> roll 7d6 ranged stab
[18:29] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 7d6 ranged stab and gets 28." [7d6=5, 1, 1, 3, 6, 6, 6]
[18:30] <@Kotono> The giant takes the crystal right in the gut, bleeding viciously! It's still up, but the massive creature looks dazed on his feed and pale! At the same time he raises his club in slow motion, bringing it down in one massive, unbearable blow at Daerev!
[18:30] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+14 (-1 slow, wasn't supposed to be -2, -8 PA)
[18:30] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+14 (-1 slow, wasn't supposed to be -2, -8 PA) and gets 18." [1d20=4]
[18:30] <@Kotono> OOC: AC?
[18:30] <Daerev> OOC: 18
[18:31] <@Kotono> roll 2d8+30
[18:31] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 2d8+30 and gets 34." [2d8=3, 1]
[18:31] <@Kotono> Daerev gets a massive braining for his trouble, eyes crossing in pain! At the same time the unslowed giant cries, "Brother, fall back! I'llg et 'em!" OOC: Chole'n'Iris. Go.
[18:32] * Chloe unleashes four streamers of crackling lightning from her fingertips, aiming her magic missiles at the grieveously wounded giant!
[18:32] <Chloe> roll 4d4+4 damage
[18:32] * Hatbot --> "Chloe rolls 4d4+4 damage and gets 13." [4d4=1, 2, 3, 3]
[18:32] <@Kotono> OOC: Concentration check.
[18:33] <Chloe> roll 1d20+3 concentration check
[18:33] * Hatbot --> "Chloe rolls 1d20+3 concentration check and gets 10." [1d20=7]
[18:33] <@Kotono> Despite being slowed, the giant brings its club around fast enough to take advantage of Chole as she casts! "Right, brother!" He calls, even as his voice drags it out mightily!
[18:34] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+14 AC?
[18:34] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+14 AC? and gets 26." [1d20=12]
[18:34] <Chloe> OOC: Hit. Action afterwards, so don't resolve just yet
[18:34] <@Kotono> roll 2d8+30 ow assuming that's a hit
[18:34] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 2d8+30 ow assuming that's a hit and gets 39." [2d8=8, 1]
[18:34] <@Kotono> OOC: Go for it.
[18:35] <Chloe> Crying out as she's hit, Chloe nevertheless stands her ground and snarls a wordless growl of crackling vengeance!
[18:35] <Chloe> roll 2d8+9 EV damage
[18:35] * Hatbot --> "Chloe rolls 2d8+9 EV damage and gets 16." [2d8=4, 3]
[18:37] <@Kotono> One spell fizzles into another, the giant shocked badly! His hair toings out, staggering mightily about like a rocked tree in the eye of a storm! OOC: Ow. Iris.
[18:38] * Iris sees no need to alter a plan that worked the first time, and fires away with more beams of flame.
[18:38] <Iris> roll 1d20+8 ranged touch at the same jerk
[18:38] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+8 ranged touch at the same jerk and gets 24." [1d20=16]
[18:38] <Iris> roll 1d20+8 fire 2
[18:38] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+8 fire 2 and gets 9." [1d20=1]
[18:38] <@Kotono> OOC: One hit.
[18:38] <Iris> roll 4d6 fire
[18:38] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 4d6 fire and gets 12." [4d6=2, 1, 6, 3]
[18:39] <@Kotono> Another hole int he giant, this time in his leg! He looks even worse, rocking and bleeding all over! Like a spinning top, just about to tumble over! OOC: Ow again. Fiora.
[18:41] * Fiora pulls her sword, and utters a quick prayer, going for broke as she brings down a chunk of ice on teh giant who's clubbing them left and right, "Life is short! Bury, STEADY SWORD!" (OOC: Divine Armor active, I have DR 5/- for 1 round, and Stasis Sword. Ref save DC 16 halves the damage and avoids 1 round stun)
[18:41] <Fiora> roll 2d6 ice damage
[18:41] * Hatbot --> "Fiora rolls 2d6 ice damage and gets 7." [2d6=1, 6]
[18:41] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+6
[18:41] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+6 and gets 9." [1d20=3]
[18:42] * Kotono changes topic to 'Daerev(28)>Hamish(24)>Chole=Iris(20)>Fiora(15)>Giant brother 1(11)'
[18:42] <@Kotono> roll 1d2
[18:42] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d2 and gets 2." [1d2=2]
[18:43] <@Kotono> A crystal of ice forms within the giant, as its innards are ventilated! It staggers back and then forward, trying to stay up - before falling to the side and plummeting! "BROTHEEER!" The other giant calls, before snarling and cracking his fists. "I'm gonna BREAK YOU ALL LIKE ROCKS FOR THAT!" Leaving his club, he cracks his knuckles and rushes forward, right at the victorious Fiora!
[18:44] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+11 (-14 PA, +2 charge, going for the HOME RUN)
[18:44] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+11 (-14 PA, +2 charge, going for the HOME RUN) and gets 20." [1d20=9]
[18:44] <@Kotono> OOC: AC, Fiora?
[18:45] <Fiora> (OOC: 17. At least I have DR 5/- right now. -_-. ALso will use Close Wounds on self as he's coming in to heal 1d4+9)
[18:45] <@Kotono> roll 1d4+38 roll it
[18:45] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d4+38 roll it and gets 39." [1d4=1]
[18:45] <Fiora> roll 1d4+9 on Chloe actually, Amulet of Retributive healing to heal herself as well. Love this item
[18:45] * Hatbot --> "Fiora rolls 1d4+9 on Chloe actually, Amulet of Retributive healing to heal herself as well. Love this item and gets 13." [1d4=4]
[18:47] <@Kotono> The punch is enough to literally knock Fiora's head off - but as she gasps a word of magic, both her and Fiora heal, her head staying on! Oh sure, her nose is broken and teeth fall out of her mouth like candy, but she's alive! OOC: That hurt. Daerev.
[18:49] <Daerev> "You shall join your brother soon."
[18:49] <Daerev> OOC: Before I cast this, is anyone in a line between me and the giant?
[18:50] <@Kotono> OOC: No. He's right up in yoru face snow.
[18:50] * Daerev throws out a hand, a bolt of lightning flying from his fingers!
[18:50] <@Kotono> OOC: Concentration check.
[18:50] <Daerev> OOC: Lightning bolt, DC 18, Ref.
[18:50] <Daerev> roll 7d6
[18:50] * Hatbot --> "Daerev rolls 7d6 and gets 18." [7d6=1, 2, 2, 5, 2, 3, 3]
[18:51] <@Kotono> OOC: Concentration check, Daerev.
[18:51] <Daerev> roll d20+15 Concentration
[18:51] * Hatbot --> "Daerev rolls d20+15 Concentration and gets 28." [d20=13]
[18:52] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+6
[18:52] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+6 and gets 9." [1d20=3]
[18:52] <@Kotono> The lightning bolt flies, making the giant shudder all over! A second giant gets a massive dose of voltage, hair burning into flames! OOC: Ow. Hamish
[18:52] <@Kotono> .
[18:52] <Hamish> "Why's everyone so mad when they lose? It's Ysgard!" Hamish cries from behind the cart. "From what you said earlier, it's not like he won't be fine tomorrow!" Over he comes, aiming another crystal and letting it fly! OOC: Crystal Shard, augmented to 7d6. 7PP cost. 45 PP remain.
[18:52] <Hamish> roll 1d20+10 ranged touch
[18:52] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+10 ranged touch and gets 23." [1d20=13]
[18:52] <Hamish> roll 7d6
[18:52] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 7d6 and gets 30." [7d6=6, 6, 3, 4, 3, 3, 5]
[18:53] <@Kotono> The crystal flies right into his upper leg, sinking in deeply! The giant winces at that, "It's a matter of pride!" he retorts, a hand going tos taunch the bleeding. OOC: Chole'n'Iris.
[18:54] <Chloe> OOC: Am I *still* in OOC range?
[18:54] <@Kotono> OOC: Yep, this new one charges on in and took the place of the other.
[18:55] <Chloe> OOC: How far back would I have to move to not provoke an Aoo?
[18:56] <@Kotono> OOC: 5ft.
[18:56] <@Kotono> OOC: This one doesn't have quite the reach since it's barehanded vs a big ol' club.
[18:57] <Chloe> OOC: I can step back and then cast a spell? Or are spells full actions?
[18:57] <@Kotono> OOC: Spells are standard actions, generally. ?You can make a 5ft step and cast.
[18:58] * Chloe takes a short step back for safety. Lightning then crackles from her fingertips once more, four streaks of pain racing for the enemy giant!
[18:59] <Chloe> roll 4d4+4 mm damage
[18:59] * Hatbot --> "Chloe rolls 4d4+4 mm damage and gets 14." [4d4=2, 2, 3, 3]
[18:59] <@Kotono> Each one hits home, the giant howling as he wobbles - battered but not down yet! OOC: Iris.
[19:00] <Iris> "Pride is no substitute for skill," Iris says as she aims to finish him off.
[19:00] <Iris> roll 1d20+8 ranged touch 1
[19:00] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+8 ranged touch 1 and gets 14." [1d20=6]
[19:00] <Iris> roll 1d20+8 ranged touch 2
[19:00] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+8 ranged touch 2 and gets 28." [1d20=20]
[19:00] <Iris> roll 1d20+8 ranged touch 2 crit?
[19:00] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+8 ranged touch 2 crit? and gets 27." [1d20=19]
[19:00] <@Kotono> OOC: Hit and crit.
[19:00] <Iris> roll 4d6 normal
[19:00] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 4d6 normal and gets 13." [4d6=2, 5, 3, 3]
[19:00] <Iris> roll 8d6 crit
[19:00] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 8d6 crit and gets 26." [8d6=1, 4, 1, 2, 5, 5, 6, 2]
[19:00] <@Kotono> Twin beams get the giant, one in each eye! He goes rigid a moment before...
[19:01] <@Kotono> roll 1d2
[19:01] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d2 and gets 2." [1d2=2]
[19:01] <@Kotono> ...tumbling over the edge of the path, falling down to join his brother! All that's left is an oversized club and your painful injuries! OOC: ACt.
[19:01] * Daerev grunts and settles back into the cart.
[19:01] * Chloe scowls. "I need to toughen up a bit. I couldn't get my spells off fast enough."
[19:02] * Chloe cracks her jaw gently, wincing.
[19:02] * Iris might as well scan that club for magic because, well, why not?
[19:02] <Daerev> "While I like that this place heals you.. I must say the people here are.. Unplesant."
[19:02] <@Kotono> The club is magical!
[19:02] * Iris nods to Daerev. "I would wager money that there is not a library to speak of in the entire realm." (OOC: spellcraft, it is a thing?)
[19:03] <@Kotono> OOC: Go for it.
[19:03] <Iris> roll 1d20+!6 identifyation
[19:03] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+!6 identifyation and gets Error: Numeric values only." [1d20=2]
[19:03] * Hamish watches the giant fall from behind the cart, then comes out. "Well, tha' was interesting!" He says, looking over at the newcomers. I was out when we were on our way through here...we got newcomers then? A human girlie and...uh. Friend, what the hell are you, exactly?" Hamish says, looking at the dragon-man-guy.
[19:03] <Fiora> "There probably is, somewhere. I'm sure some gods have temples here, and even temples of battle gods often have libraries."
[19:03] <Iris> roll 1d20+16 fft typos
[19:03] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+16 fft typos and gets 28." [1d20=12]
[19:03] * Daerev peers at the club, also..
[19:03] <@Kotono> OOC: DMing?
[19:04] <Hamish> OOC: That's your job!
[19:04] <Iris> "No doubt filled with endless tales of blood and glory and mostly blood," Iris says with evident skepticism.
[19:04] * Daerev nods to the cart driver.
[19:05] <Daerev> "I am a Dragonborn. Bahamut is my father and my god. Though, I was once human, like you."
[19:05] <Iris> By way of experiment, Iris attempts to pick up the club!
[19:05] * Hamish laughs, tipping his hat. "A pleasure."
[19:06] <@Kotono> The club shifts, becoming a medium sized greatclub.
[19:06] * Chloe eyes the scaly humanoid. "I'm sure that's nice for you," she comments, a mild note of scepticism in her voice. "I'm wouldn't trade my looks for anything."
[19:07] * Daerev chuckles.
[19:07] <Iris> "Hm," Iris murmurs with a nod of confirmation. "I am able to ascertain that this weapon will resize itself appropriately according to its wielder. Additionally, it may have some added benefit wielded by one from a fey lineage. I do not imagine that accounts for anyone among us?"
[19:08] * Hamish shakes his head. "No flower childs here!"
[19:08] <Fiora> "I actually have no idea what my lineage is, but I doubt it's fey." Fiora admits with a shrug.
[19:08] <Daerev> "My dear, some things are more important than simple looks. Though, I myself am considered a fine Dragonborn. I accept my rebirth to aid Bahamut against Tiamat."
[19:08] * Chloe shakes her head in the negative. "Clubs are so...barbaric." She strokes the head of her hammer lovingly.
[19:09] * Iris shrugs and deposits the weapon in the cart. "Well, should anyone develop an interest in discovering for themselves, there it is."
[19:09] * Hamish snorts quietly to himself as he climbs back into the cart. "Shall we off then?"
[19:10] <Iris> "Of a certainty."
[19:10] * Fiora randomly picks up the club out of curiosity.
[19:11] <Daerev> "Of course, good sir. Do you mind if I ride in your cart with you?"
[19:11] <@Kotono> The club flickers between wood and a metallic sheen as Fiora holds it. She can feel tingles in her palm, fading the longer she holds it.
[19:11] <Chloe> "Quite." Chloe pats one of the horses on the neck and waits for the cart to move in order to walk beside it, not comfortable enough to ride with a stranger just yet.
[19:12] <Fiora> "Huh...Iris?" Fiora asks, "Did the club...tingle? When you had it?"
[19:13] <Hamish> "Ah'm Hamish, bye the'way." Hamish says as he plonks himself into the driver's seat. He eyes the horses and says, "You boys up for moving after that?"
[19:13] <Iris> "It did not."
[19:14] <@Kotono> 'Huh. Had a feeling,' Siri pipes up in all your minds, 'Wonder if I'm a psychic sword?' Meanwhile the horses have already healed up, ready to go.
[19:14] * Fiora practices a bit with it while they walk, holding it like she would a sword since honestly Fiora has no idea how to use a greatclub.
[19:14] <Iris> "The prediction would have been considerably more impressive had it been made beforehand," Iris mutters.
[19:15] <Fiora> "It was, actually." Fiora notes, "she suggested I try to use it."
[19:15] * Chloe is slightly bewildered. "Who spoke?"
[19:15] * Chloe cranes her neck around.
[19:15] <Chloe> "Do we have an invisible party member?"
[19:15] * Iris sees no need to edit her statement!
[19:15] <@Kotono> 'I told her before hand!' Siri retorts back with full indigation. 'Here! I'm the sword here!' Meanwhile Fiora feels a faint, flickering sensation of being one with the club, a part of her arm. At the same time it fades in and out, like a tickling tease.
[19:16] <Fiora> "Siri introduced herself earlier..." Fiora notes, then goes over to check Chloe over, "though...you did get hit in the head rather hard. Hold still..."
[19:16] <Iris> "A talking sword," Iris says for the newcomers. "It may be best to ignore it."
[19:16] <@Kotono> 'Hey Iris,' The sword calls back, 'I had an insight about you too!'
[19:16] <Hamish> "The sword talks. "It's nice, fer a thing designed to stab people." Hamsisngh says, hiking the reigns lightly to encourage the horses.
[19:16] <Iris> "And no doubt you will share it with all of us whether we wish it or not."
[19:17] * Chloe blinks. "I...see. I must have missed it. Pardon me...Ms. Sword." Chloe's voice is tinged with awkwardness.
[19:17] <Hamish> "Siri." Hamish corrects.
[19:17] <Chloe> "Siri. Yes."
[19:17] <@Kotono> 'Miss?' The sword says, '...I don't think swords have the parts for that, and if anything we're close to a guy's part.' Siri sounds entirely amused, laughing in your minds.
[19:17] * Chloe coughs lightly.
[19:18] <Chloe> "Siri is a girl's name where I'm from so I assumed..."
[19:18] <Iris> "A curiously common design for weapons," Iris notes.
[19:19] * Fiora puts the club away for now, she'll mess with it more during downtime.
[19:19] <Daerev> "The sword is indeed a rare and interesting item. Such things are always... valuable. And worth keeping as trophies."
[19:19] * Daerev eyes the sword again.
[19:19] <@Kotono> OOC: Ready to move along, y'all?
[19:19] <Iris> OOC: sure
[19:19] <Daerev> OOC: Sure.
[19:20] <Fiora> ooc: sure. Pain meds wearing off though, I'm more coherent but now in pain.
[19:20] <Chloe> OOC; Yipp
[19:20] * NeremWorld (~Nerem@71-37-12-176.tukw.qwest.net) Quit (Ping timeout)
[19:21] <@Kotono> You wander down. The afternoon passes - it's early night and you're perhaps halfway down to the bottom. It's still allb ut plain, uninteresting path as the sun sets in the horizon. The air is turning cold, but there's no immediately good place to camp for the night, unless you want to stop right on the path.
[19:22] <Hamish> "No inns in sight. Looks like we're roughin' it tanight." Hamish says. "You all let me know when to pull off."
[19:22] <Daerev> "If we wish to keep going, I can act as a guide, in a way. I can see fairly well in the dark. Otherwise, we need to find somewhere else."
[19:22] * Chloe glances around at the party. "Shall we continue on another hour or so? Perhaps there'll be a cave."
[19:24] <Fiora> "Let's push on a bit longer, so long as the horses are good to keep going?" Fiora suggests, not wanting to camp in the middle ofg the path unless they have no other choice
[19:24] <Hamish> "Caves have bears." Hamish says.
[19:25] <Chloe> "Let's go on for an hour. If we find nothing, we'll have to camp on the path." Chloe suggests.
[19:26] <@Kotono> roll 1d100
[19:26] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 and gets 52." [1d100=52]
[19:26] <@Kotono> Fortune is with you! After perhaps another half hour, you indeed find a cave. It's not a deep one - enough to get the cart and all of you in and not much more. IT keeps you out of the direct path of the wind at least and covered.
[19:27] <Daerev> "Shall we have a fire, or do we not want to attract more natives?
[19:27] <Daerev> "
[19:28] <Chloe> "A little warm food would be nice. But I can do without creature comforts if it means our sleep being secure."
[19:29] <@Kotono> OOC: How are you all settling in and what watch, if any? That's what I need to know for the night.
[19:31] <Iris> OOC: I guess I will take the first part of the watch as long as it gives me enough leftover time to rest up/do spells/etc
[19:31] <Chloe> OOC: I'll take second watch.
[19:31] <Hamish> OOC: Second reporting
[19:31] <Hamish> OOC: Third
[19:31] <Daerev> OOC: Fourth, I guess.
[19:32] <Fiora> OOC: Morana can do watch instead of Iris, and Fiora can handle morning watch so she can make breakfast. The arcanists can sleep
[19:32] <Hamish> OOC: That apply to me too? :D
[19:33] <Chloe> OOC: works for me. I need mah spells
[19:33] <@Kotono> The night passes and morning dawns. Over breakfast...OOC: Go ahead and just chat for the moment.
[19:33] <Fiora> OOC: Ham -> Morana -> Fiora is my suggested order. Whoever's on watch holds Siri
[19:33] <Hamish> OOC: Done
[19:33] * Iris spends her breakfast flipping through books, not chatting!
[19:33] * Fiora finishes casting Create Food and Water, and passes out food to everyone.
[19:34] * Daerev takes the food.
[19:34] <Daerev> "Thank you greatly."
[19:34] * Chloe peers out of the cave, looking at the sky longingly. "I hope it rains today."
[19:35] <Fiora> "Not a problem. Hope you like oatmeal, it's practically all I can get the spell to make." Fiora sits down with her own bowl and asks her new companions, "So what did you two do before finding yourself in the Lady's service?"
[19:36] * Hamish busies himself with cleaning the horses and feeding them.
[19:38] * Chloe shrugs and settles down in an indian style seat on the cave floor. "I was born a wealthy merchant's daughter. I was a bit of a scandal for my father, since I was more interested in magic than learning the family business."
[19:38] <Daerev> "Ah. I was recently reborn as I am now. Before that.. I was a Sorcerer, human. I had.. gotten myself into trouble, let's say. I went against a local magistrate who was over-taxing his people and pocketing the difference. I took exception. He tried to have me killed. It was.. unplesant for everyone. Bahamut asked if I would give myself to his cause. I did, and was taken away and reborn as I am now."
[19:39] * Merc is now known as Merc-zzz
[19:40] * Chloe blinks. "That's certainly more exciting than my story. I merely nearly died in a fierce storm on one of my father's ships. They found me half-drowned 10 miles down the coast."
[19:40] * Fiora nods to Chloe, then smiles sadly at Daerev, "I admit, I know nearly nothing of Bahamut's reborn followers, though we did have one of his clerics in the Libra Knights. He was a good man...well, that rather goes without saying, doesn't it?"
[19:41] * Fiora then laughs, "And being caught in a storm is in turn more exciting then messanger service, which is my own story. Even in the Knights...well, I'm techically only a squire."
[19:41] * Chloe sighs dreamily. "The thunder, the lightning, the roaring of the waves...it was beautiful. Powerful. Pure power."
[19:41] * Daerev gives Fiora a toothy grin.
[19:41] <Daerev> "Aye. He has good taste, Bahamut."
[19:43] <Fiora> "You did say something about being a...aspiring Master of Storms, or something?"
[19:44] * Chloe nods. "There is nothing in existence as powerful as nature's fury," Chloe asserts firmly.
[19:45] <Chloe> "One day, I'll be a Mistress of the Storm. I shall be able to summon wind, water, and lightning with a thought. If I'm lucky, I'll be able to live out my days studying by the sea."
[19:46] <Iris> "Several gods may give a differing account," Iris says without looking up from her spellbook.
[19:46] * Daerev chuckles at Iris' comment.
[19:47] * Fiora chuckles, "Every god or master of magic would claim thier own domains to be the strongest. But what has the most 'power' overall matters less to the likes of us then any given situation we're in."
[19:47] * Chloe glances over Iris and shrugs. "To each their own."
[19:47] <Daerev> "Aye. There are Gods and Dragons who will argue about the power of nature. And that's only on the Material Plane."
[19:48] * Fiora opens up one of her books and begins writing a bit as they talk, "Have you ever met a full dragon, Daerev?"
[19:50] <Daerev> "No, not yet. Well, not counting Bahamut's voice, that is. I admit I am.. Nervous to. I can only hope the first one I meet is one of Bahamut's followers, and not Tiamat's."
[19:51] <Iris> "We met a dragon," Iris notes. "It was surprisingly amiable."
[19:51] <Fiora> "Well, if we find ourselves heading back to Elysium sometime, maybe we can introduce you to the one we met." Fiora smiles, "Gold dragon, absolutely ginormous, and was kind enough to give us a few days of rather intensive training."
[19:52] <Daerev> "I.. would greatly like that. It would.. Hearten me. I have not yet met another Dragonborn, either."
[19:53] <Chloe> "Are your kind rare?" Chloe is rather curious.
[19:54] <Fiora> "Though we probably won't have cause to return there for some time. I am glad to have you with us, though. If one of the shards has fallen into possession of one of Bahamut's children, your presance with us will likely help us to reclaim it more easily." Then she shrugs, "and there'd likely be no way to avoid a fight with one of Tiamat's brood anyway, so..."
[19:57] <Daerev> "From what I know.. We are very rare. Bahamut is.. Picky. No one knows what qualties he looks for in people."
[19:57] * Daerev nods to Fiora.
[19:58] <Daerev> "I would hope my presence helps. Though Bahamut is my father, his followers are each their own. I'm not sure how many mortals can convince a true dragon to part with something they don't want to."
[20:03] * Fiora nods, "Well, it's something at least."