Session 5.5a(ii)!

[Carthrat]

[01:49] <@Anastasia> ---
[01:51] <@Anastasia> On reaching the room of Darius, yo ufind that his eyes are half open. Half away, maybe, but Marsillo doesn't linger on that. "Yes, the 200 Griffons," he nods simply.
[01:51] <@Saul> "Ah, yes. Before that, I have a query for you," says Saul.
[01:52] * Anastasia sets mode: +o Darius
[01:52] <@Saul> "No doubt the powers-that-be behind the church of Orial have arranged a stipend for you, a sum suitable for you to maintain a modest living from. May I enquire as to its details- purely as a matter of record-keeping, of course."
[01:54] <@Darius> "nnnNN... W..ho.."
[01:55] <@Anastasia> "Mmm." Going to sit and keeping half an eye on the stirring elven barbarian, "Yes. I am given that and money for personal needs. The money I collect for services goes upward to the Church to be distributed."
[01:57] <@Saul> "Of course. If only my own church was so generous," says Saul, nodding. "Not to worry. Exactly how much would that stipend be?"
[01:58] <@Anastasia> "Why?" So asking directly, "I wish to conclude this affair and continue on with my duties." So he says a little suspciously, looking to Serith this time - limper now, simply resting.
[02:03] <@Saul> "I merely wish to know how much I should be paid for carrying out your duties," replies Saul, mildly. "So that I may correct assess the fee payable to you. I do believe I spoke of this before the expedition left..."
[02:07] <@Anastasia> His nostrils flare, his hand clenches into a fist as it rests on his leg. So Marsillo looks to you evenly, "There is no negotiation - the fee is 200 Griffons, no less. Spare me your pithy words, Cleric of Waukeen - I grow tired of this annoyance rapidly, moreso with every word from your mouth."
[02:09] <@Saul> "Unfortunately, for you, there is only negotiation," replies Saul, smiling the smile smiled by slick merchants everywhere. "No formal deal was entered into... nor is there any record of such a thing. You should be thankful that I am willing to entertain the idea of paying you, especially given your earlier manner."
[02:12] <@Anastasia> Standing and towering over Saul, body well kept and mace handle showing signs of use. "I will entertain no sophistry or niggling over implied meanings. The price was clear to you and the knight Gavin. You should be thankful that I took pity on you!" Face heating, Marsillo does - not - look happy at you. Not at all.
[02:15] <@Saul> "THANKFUL? For what, so-called Priest of Orial?" snaps Saul, facing right up to the priest- real anger across his face, now. "You ignore the pleas of your townsfolk- is that how a priest of Orial should act? You demand coin before offering true help- is that how a priest of Orial should act? You didn't even deign to tend to the wounded solidery when we returned- and I know you were informed! (More.)
[02:16] <@Darius> "'ey..shut the hell..up... or I'll kick yer ass..."
[02:16] * @Darius mumbles weakly from the bed, glaring as much as he can at the priest.
[02:18] <@Saul> "When we solve impending problems for you, you react with sarcasm and greed! Is that how anyone should act? Take the gold over there-" he gestures towards the bag the townsfolk gave the party. "Two-hundred gold.. a ridiculous price, seeing what we have done for you, as much as anyone could.."
[02:24] <@Anastasia> Sadly, what Darius says falls on deaf ears. Faced right back by a very angry priest, the scent of fine food on his breath, "So a coin grasping cleric of Waukeen has the audacity to lecture ME on what I should do? On what is right, while you crave nothing but metal tokens?! I demand only what is our right and our duty to collect - we subsist off those we help! Further, what I 'deign' to do is no bloody business of a bastard child of hum
[02:25] <@Anastasia> bastard child of humanity!" So he glares right back, the two right agaisnt each other! His cheeks are stained red, fists clenched as he retorts.
[02:26] * @Darius closes his eyes, takes a few deep breaths, grits his teeth and lets out a bellow.
[02:26] <@Darius> "SHUT THE HELL UP! I FEEL LIKE SHIT!"
[02:26] <@Darius> "Take it somewhere else if you're going to yell!"
[02:26] <@Saul> "Do they not teach you what a true elf looks like?" replies Saul, face cracking into a nasty smirk. "I think you'd best be leaving. You're disturbing *my* patient."
[02:27] <@Anastasia> roll 1d20+6
[02:27] * +Hatbot --> "Anastasia rolls 1d20+6 and gets 13."12 [1d20=7]
[02:28] <@Anastasia> Marsillo's gaze is cracked as he turns to Darius. For a moment he lingers at that look, body quaking with anger, harsh and hard! "They teach me what a bastard looks like," he retorts, before following Darius' request - by giving Saul a shove, giving him a push right out of the room!
[02:28] <@Darius> "Gavin. Sword, now.
[02:28] <@Darius> "
[02:29] * @Darius holds out his hand to Gavin, gaze locked on the priest.
[02:29] <@Anastasia> Gavin stares in honest surprise at this action, as Darius feels his body - weak but at least he's semi coherent.
[02:29] * @Saul stumbles back, maintaining his nasty smirk. "Unecessary violence is unbecoming of a holy man," he states. "But I suppose, for you, it's better than you fight the undeserving rather that risk wetting your armour to combat the undead."
[02:32] <@Anastasia> "You..." Hissing as anger blankets his face, nothing more is said! Instead, a meaty fist lashes out, right for Saul's smirking face! So does the dignity of this 'holy man', base rage replacing wisdom and caring!
[02:32] <@Anastasia> roll 1d20
[02:32] * +Hatbot --> "Anastasia rolls 1d20 and gets 17."12 [1d20=17]
[02:32] <@Anastasia> OOC - I need your AC, but that's probably ye ol' hit.
[02:32] <@Saul> OOC - 6, yeah. >_>
[02:33] <@Anastasia> OOC - Hit. Sec while I cehck the DMG.
[02:37] <@Anastasia> roll 1d100
[02:37] * +Hatbot --> "Anastasia rolls 1d100 and gets 12."12 [1d100=12]
[02:38] <@Anastasia> To his credit, it's a good punch right in Saul's breadbasket! His kidney is struck, a sickening wave of nausea following the blow!
[02:39] * @Darius roars as he leaps from the bed, barrelling into the priest with what little strength he has in an attempt to take him down to the ground.
[02:39] * @Saul grimices in pain, but still feels a small amount of glee- nobody can question that he's in the right, now. PUtting the pain in a holding area, he quickly thinks up his next spell!
[02:39] <@Anastasia> OOC - Sec both of you.
[02:40] <@Anastasia> OOC - Okay. I'll give Darius a to hit roll against AC 8 - however his weakened state negates any Strength bonus and applies an additional -4 penalty to this THACO check. Go ahead and roll, Darius.
[02:41] <@Darius> roll d20
[02:41] * +Hatbot --> "Darius rolls d20 and gets 4."12 [d20=4]
[02:43] <@Anastasia> As Elaine exits, she sees Saul grimace in pain and stagger back! As this occurs Darius lunges, but his leg giveso ut on him! Pain fills his mind in red lines, leg leaking red and white! (1 point of damage to Darius from overstraining.) OOC - Initative. Declare OOC what you want to do first and then roll.
[02:43] <@Saul> OOC: Casting HOLD PERSON, fun.
[02:43] <@Saul> roll 1d10+5
[02:43] * +Hatbot --> "Saul rolls 1d10+5 and gets 9."12 [1d10=4]
[02:43] <@Saul> OOC: Yeah, that should, um, be 7. -_-
[02:44] <@Darius> roll 1d10-2
[02:44] * +Hatbot --> "Darius rolls 1d10-2 and gets 7."12 [1d10=9]
[02:46] <@Darius> OOC: I just want to grab him by the legs and trip him up, hopfully to bring him to the ground.
[02:46] <@Saul> OOC: You hold him, I hit him?
[02:46] <@Anastasia> OOC - Okay. Elaine?
[02:46] <@Elaine> roll d10-2 (I just plan on berating at everyone while looking very angry. If that doesn't work, I'll try and restrain the priest at end of round if the others fail)
[02:46] * +Hatbot --> "Elaine rolls d10-2 (I just plan on berating at everyone while looking very angry. If that doesn't work, I'll try and restrain the priest at end of round if the others fail) and gets 4."12 [d10=6]
[02:47] <@Anastasia> OOC - Okay. You can react at four if need be, but sec.
[02:47] <@Anastasia> roll 1d10
[02:47] * +Hatbot --> "Anastasia rolls 1d10 and gets 8."12 [1d10=8]
[02:48] <@Anastasia> Elaine(Berating!)>Darius=Saul>Priest Get a beratin', Elaine!
[02:49] <@Elaine> "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU IDIOTS DOING?!?" Elaine roars at the men looking very pissed at what she's seeing, looking like she's ready to rip apart any of the idiots who doesn't give the answer she wishes to hear.
[02:49] <@Darius> "RRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
[02:50] * @Darius roars in anger again as he makes a grab at the priest's legs and tries to bring him to the ground.
[02:50] <@Darius> roll d20
[02:50] * +Hatbot --> "Darius rolls d20 and gets 7."12 [d20=7]
[02:51] * @Saul mumbles a divine note under his breath, casting a sideways glance to Elaine before merely pointing at the priest. Well, it was foolish, but it certainly felt good.
[02:51] <@Saul> OOC: He needs to save vs. .. paralysation? At -2? >_>
[02:51] <@Anastasia> OOC - Sec while I check.
[02:52] <@Saul> OOC - Adjusted for wisdom.
[02:52] <@Anastasia> OOC - Just read that.
[02:52] <@Anastasia> roll 1d20
[02:52] * +Hatbot --> "Anastasia rolls 1d20 and gets 12."12 [1d20=12]
[02:52] <@Anastasia> OOC - Sec
[02:54] <@Anastasia> Both are good efforts - Darius tries to grapple Marsillo's legs and Saul tries to magically bind him! However, both efforst fail as the plated man surges forward! A powerful swing, looking to clock out Saul good!
[02:54] <@Anastasia> roll 1d20
[02:54] * +Hatbot --> "Anastasia rolls 1d20 and gets 10."12 [1d20=10]
[02:54] <@Anastasia> OOC - AC?
[02:54] <@Saul> OOC: 6.
[02:55] <@Anastasia> OOC - Hizit.
[02:55] <@Saul> OOC: Ow.
[02:55] <@Anastasia> roll 1d100
[02:55] * +Hatbot --> "Anastasia rolls 1d100 and gets 77."12 [1d100=77]
[02:56] <@Anastasia> It's a graze! Saul's nose is only bloodied lightly by this, a tiny trickle! But it is a hit, a facial pain given! OOC - Acting, El-chan?
[02:57] * @Saul ponders. Command Word: Confess?
[02:57] <@Anastasia> OOC - FAILRAT
[02:57] <@Saul> OOC: Oops. >_>
[02:59] <@Elaine> Oh for crying out loud. What is it with men and being idiots? At least Gavin seems to be responsible enough to not get involved in such idiocy, though she wouldn't mind a hand in separating the idiots. Grimacing, the half-elf bard moves in to separate the two clerics and try and manuever herself into a good restraining position for that Marsillo guy. Hopefully with him restrained the other two idiots will calm down.
[02:59] <@Anastasia> OOC - Going to try and get in the middle of them, eh? Just insert your lithe and delicate elven body between two brawlers?
[03:02] <@Elaine> ooc - I would hope Saul has enough restraint to watch his actions if I insert myself in front of him, and I want to deal with the other priest, so yes.
[03:02] <@Anastasia> OOC - Okay!
[03:02] <@Anastasia> So Elaine tries to get in! However, getting between two fighters is always a dangerous business, and a fist comes at Elaine by virtue of timing, an inadvertant blow!
[03:02] <@Anastasia> roll 1d20
[03:02] * +Hatbot --> "Anastasia rolls 1d20 and gets 10."12 [1d20=10]
[03:03] <@Anastasia> OOC - AC, El-chan?
[03:03] <@Elaine> ooc - 2
[03:03] <@Anastasia> OOC - Mmm. Even considering an AC mod under the circumstances, that's still a miss.
[03:03] <@Anastasia> Elaine is nearly hit, but missed by the barest margin as she gets in between them!
[03:04] <@Anastasia> This gets him to stop a moment, a surprised, wide eyed look on his face as he just missed Elaine!
[03:06] * Anastasia sets mode: -v Hatbot
[03:06] * Anastasia sets mode: +v Serith
[03:07] <@Elaine> "Okay, I don't know what the hell you idiots are doing, but it," Elaine starts to say before she makes a move to grab and restrain the priest. "Is. Going. To. Stop. NOW!"
[03:07] <@Elaine> roll d20
[03:07] * +Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Elaine : [ 1d20=19 ]{19}
[03:08] <@Anastasia> Wow! For a dainty elven woman, Elaine has some serious spunk! Grabbing his arm, Elaine twists and spins him, pinning him face first against the wall! So he is grappled, held tightly!
[03:09] <@Elaine> "UNDERSTOOD?!?" she roars out to finish as she holds him tightly against the wall, staring at him right in the eyes.
[03:09] * @Saul wipes his nose free of blood, quickly moving towards Darius. "This was between me and him," he says, in a low voice. "Don't strain yourself in such a state!" He quickly casts a healing spell to patch up Darius a little better, temproarily ignoring the cleric behind him.
[03:10] <@Darius> "Aw, shaddup.. Like I'm going to just sit and let the two of you make that much noise without getting into the fun."
[03:10] <@Saul> '
[03:11] <@Saul> "It *was* kind of fun," admits Saul, laying a glowing hand on Darius' forehead.
[03:11] <@Anastasia> "Urgh!" Marsillo strains a moment but not seriously, Elaine's pinning meeting no more resistance!
[03:11] <@Saul> roll 1d8
[03:11] * +Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Saul : [ 1d8=1 ]{1}
[03:12] <@Elaine> "You idiots -better- not be saying what I think you're saying," Elaine hisses scathingly at the two as she turns her head to stare at them as best she can while maintaining her tight hold on the priest.
[03:12] <@Darius> "What? Nothin' gets me up and around like a good bit of brawlin!"
[03:13] * @Darius grins at Elaine.
[03:13] <@Saul> "That's not a positive trait," replies Saul. "Though at least Darius is honest about his hobbies," he adds, smirking up at the priest.
[03:14] <@Darius> "Sure it is! I mean, hell, I'm havin' fun."
[03:14] <@Elaine> "Oh for crying out loud," Elaine mutters, as she turns to look at the priest again. "Are you going to be calm and rational, or do I have to keep you against the wall?"
[03:15] * @Darius limps his way to the bed and sits down with a slight grimice, but never losing his grin.
[03:15] <@Darius> "So, who's up for some ale?"
[03:18] <@Anastasia> Grunting, "I'm done here," Marsillo lightly tries to escape Elaine's grasp, wiggling.
[03:20] * @Elaine nods as she lets Marsillo loose, though keeping an eye on him to see if he bolts or attempts to get into a fight again. "Now what the hell prompted this mess?"
[03:20] <@Anastasia> There is no answer. Marsillo just stomps away, without a word as his body shakes. Off he goes, heading out and away from the group.
[03:20] <@Darius> "Those two wouldn't shut the hell up and let me sleep. Then whoever the hell that guy was took a swing at Saul."
[03:21] * @Elaine considers going after him, but decides to question her own teammates instead to look at her teammates for an answer, Darius being forthcoming even as she turns.
[03:21] <@Saul> "It's simple, Elaine," replies Saul, serious in tone. "He owed us all.. and he still acted as if we were the ones in debt. I know you aren't too interested in Waukeen.. but you know it's something I take seriously."
[03:22] <@Darius> "'Ey. You two start yellin' and screaming like a married couple in here, and I'll lay out both of you."
[03:23] <@Elaine> "He was the priest who helped cure you, Darius. You were pretty damn sick," Elaine answers Darius before replying to Saul. "Explain that to me a bit better, please. I have to say I missed most of the conversations between the two of you."
[03:24] <@Darius> "Oh? No kiddin? Huh..'
[03:24] * @Darius scratches his head..
[03:24] <@Darius> "Shit, guess that means I owe him an apology, eh?"
[03:24] <@Saul> "I contacted him beforehand," replies Saul, simply. "He refused to take the idea of an undead menace seriously, and refused to aid himself, nor provide any assitance whatsoever."
[03:25] <@Saul> "Upon our return, he failed to show any gratitude for ridding the menace at all.. acting as if it was all some joke. Nor did he deign to tend to his wounded men.. if his superiors higher in the church knew of his neglect, he would not have his standing here for long, let me tell you."
[03:26] <@Elaine> "You think?" Elaine mutters sarcastically before Saul makes his answer, and promptly changes her mind and grimaces. "Nevermind, Darius, maybe you don't owe him one. And what started the fight?"
[03:27] * @Darius lays down on the bed, the adrenaline wearing off and getting dizzy..
[03:27] <@Darius> "uhh.. guys.. might need a bucket here.."
[03:27] <@Saul> "Words and money, Elaine, words and money," muses Saul. "The right words and a hint of gold... more powerful than any sword, you know."
[03:27] * @Darius starts look a little green.
[03:27] * @Saul calmly picks up the bucket from Seryf's room and takes it to Darius.
[03:28] * @Darius takes it and hunches over for a few seconds, gagging before upchucking what little was in his stomach into the bucket.
[03:30] * @Darius '
[03:30] * @Darius 's eyes then roll back into his head as he completely crashes from the rush of the fight and passes out once more.
[03:31] * @Elaine shakes her head. "Well, whatever. Just keep that idiot in bed. I'm going to watch over the more reasonable bed ridden patient," Elaine finally says as she starts to head out of the room.
[03:32] <@Saul> "Oh, yes. Elaine?" queries Saul, voice rising a little.
[03:33] <@Elaine> "What?" Elaine grumbles out as she angles her head to look at her sometimes mentor.
[03:33] <@Saul> "Thanks," he says, sheepishly. "That could have gotten nasty."
[03:35] * @Elaine sighs and shakes her head. "Not a problem," she says wrily before turning her head and going back to share what's happened with Seryf if she hasn't fallen asleep again.
[03:36] * @Saul sighs himself, turning back to the main inn to get a drink. "Words and money, huh," he mutters, repeatedly flipping a coin as he heads to the bar...