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Lisa agrees to start dispatching spy reports down the cess chutes from 22/10/96 and fortnightly thereafter.
Hail Smon, and well met!
Smon Has entered the room
Smon: hi guys
Goonergeezer: hiya
genghisdon: hi again
Smon: just gettin settled
Smon: Are we expecting Chris?
Goonergeezer: ello peeps
genghisdon: I dunno
genghisdon: I'm iffy myself
Goonergeezer: he said he was coming, so must be running a bit late i suppose
Smon: ok
genghisdon: it's a very nice day here & there won't likely be many/any more like this
genghisdon: I ought get outside & enjoy it while I can
Smon: can't you enjoy it with a computer?
Goonergeezer: outside!!!!! but there are people out there
genghisdon: sure, but the sun & warmth will be gone for 5 months
genghisdon: the computer will be here in a few hourd
Smon: I've been out there in central London all day; glad to be home!
genghisdon: well, we are on different time, recall
Smon: i know
Smon: GM: OK, I can either start with Morganna & Varuna in the bathing pool.... ...or genghis can go outside. 
genghisdon: I'm gonna, go...I need to see about getting a sleep apnea machine & have been putting it off
genghisdon: sorry guys
Smon: bye
genghisdon Has exited the room
Goonergeezer: ok
Smon: I think it would take at least 2 PCs to go bandit or bugbear hunting, but we could do Garrick's factfinding mission to Dunfalcon solo?
Goonergeezer: yea, i am up for that if you want to :-)
Smon: Maybe the group splits, since you prob wouldn't want Varuna knowing you were sending anyone to Dunfalcon?
Goonergeezer: yea it would be advisable if she didn't know
Smon: ok
Smon: GM: Your party rests the night of 21/9/96 at Dame Lysana's mansion, then in the morning you head on, crossing a bridge over the Arleigh Stream to Earlhurst and Castle Herdley...
Chris107 Has entered the room
Smon: Welcome Chris!
Goonergeezer: rewind
Smon: genghis would rather be out enjoying the weather than playing with us
Smon: Just started: GM: Your party rests the night of 21/9/96 at Dame Lysana's mansion, then in the morning you head on, crossing a bridge over the Arleigh Stream to Earlhurst and Castle Herdley...
Chris107: Hey guys. Really sorry. On I phone here. Dad in hospital
Chris107: Hey guys. Really sorry. On I phone here. Dad in hospital
Smon: bad luck chris.
Smon: If you need to go, it's ok.
Goonergeezer: sorry to hear that m8
Chris107: Thanks chaps
Chris107: Thanks chaps
Chris107: Was really looking forward to the game.
Chris107: Was really looking forward to the game.
Smon: GM: A sprawling gothic castle many centuries old, Castle Herdley looms over the small town of Earlshurst (pop 2,800) from the crags to the south-east. The rooms within are richly apointed in dark velvet and brocade. The garrison here is small, around a dozen men, but numerous nubile slave-girls clad only in jewelry attend the young Countess' whim...
Chris107: Have fun guys
Chris107: Have fun guys
Smon: ok cheers chris
Goonergeezer: ty hope everything woks out ok#
Chris107 Has exited the room
Smon: After the five-mile ride from Lysana's estate it's still only mid-morning. The Countess shows you around the vast and slightly decrepit pile, then has gem-clad slave-girls show you to your rooms - clearly they do things diffrently in Herdley...
Smon: The girl who shows Garrick to his room is a short and curvaceous, her brown hair tied back in a pony-tail. She wears spectacles, which Garrick has only seen on aged Sages and a few of the more bookwormish students at the Yggsburgh College.
Goonergeezer: garrick thinks to himself "if only i were single"
Goonergeezer: shaking the thought from his head garrick turns to the goirl " tell me my dear, are you a slave heree?"
Smon: The girl opens the door to a fairly spartan but clean chamber. "Your room, Master..." She looks down at his words, blushing. "Yes, master. I am a slave here. For two years."
Goonergeezer: garrick: and are you treated well?
Smon: She reddens more. "I am not permitted to speak of such things, master." Her accent is very strange.
Goonergeezer: garrick : my dear i did not mean to embvarrass you, my apoligies, your accent is strange to my ears, 6tell me where do you come from?
Smon: Garrick notices that down the corridor a buxom brown-skinned Nerian looking slave girl of about 30 is showing Garrick's soldiers to a communal room - it seems that Garrick has been taken to senior servant or soldier's quarters, rather than to noble guestquarters.
Smon: The girl pauses before replying: "My name is Lisa, if it pleases master. I am not permitted to speak of where I come from."
Goonergeezer: ignoring the slight to his social status garrick remains quiet on the subject: i understand my dear, tell me what kind of punishment would await you if you were to speak of such?
Smon: Down the corridor the other slave-girl has escorted Sgt Trask and the men into the servants' guestroom. From there, there comes a feminine yelp, and laughter from the men. Lisa hears this and looks up, nervously.
Smon: Lisa: "Punishment... I would be whipped severely..." she rubs her bottom gingerly, grimacing. "Perhaps worse."
Goonergeezer: garrick: my dear you have nothing to fear from me, i am a married man and hold my vows of marrage very seriously
Smon: /roll 1d100+15
Smon rolls 1d100+15 and gets:
83, (+15) = 98
Smon: Lisa looks up smiling, apparently convinced by Garrick's words.
Goonergeezer: lowering his voice: my lady is there anyone who i may get message to of your imprisonment, i wish no more than to be a friend to you
Smon: Down the corridor the door to the soldiers' room slams shut.
Goonergeezer: garrick : let us not seem suspicious, just play along with me while we talk.......
Smon: Lisa looks thoughtful. "I am not sure you would believe me master..." she shuts the door to your guest room, the two of you inside.
Smon: Lisa crosses her arms over her ample bosom, apparently summoning the courage to speak.
Goonergeezer: tgarrick winking at lisa, in a loud voice "come here girl i have a present for you!"
Goonergeezer: garrick motions for the girl to sit on one side of the bed while garrick sits on the other
Smon: Lisa smiles slightly at Garrick's charade. More laughter comes through the wall to the adjoining soldiers' room.
Portillo Has entered the room
Portillo: Heya
Smon: Lisa sits on the bed. "I was brought here, from very far away..."
Smon: OOC hi Portillo - running my 1e game, minus 2 players.
Goonergeezer: garrick begins bouncing on the bed " to far to reasonable travel to get word to?
Smon: Lisa nods."I would think so. I was brought here by the Countess' father, Count Ludwig,using an enchanted mirror that is kept deep within the Castle vaults..."
Portillo: ah I see is it okay if I keep the chat open I'm rarely get to see games outside the DMs screen if you'd prefer I'll head off and leave you both alone.
Smon: (lurking is fine, might be a bit R-rated) "My own.... this is not my world, or my time. The mirror snatched me from my own world, to be his prisoner..."
Goonergeezer: garrick looks up suddenly at word of this "i hae heard of the catacombs beneath the castle, and that they hold many dangers"
Loyd72 Has entered the room
Smon: Lisa nods. "The mirror is guarded by a terrible abomination, a man made of the flesh of other men - a Golem! They say it cannot be harmed."
Smon: (hi Loyd)
Loyd72: Hello everyone
Goonergeezer: garrick: i have heard fairy tales of such, but i thought that is all they were, fairy tales!
Smon: Lisa: "The Golem is real. I was the first one Count Ludwig brought here. He was pleased with me, and made me his Scribe..."
Goonergeezer: garrick: is the golem the only guard to these treasures?
Smon: Lisa nods. "It is all they need. They say it cannot be killed."
Goonergeezer: garrick: so you must see lots of very important documents then? if it is walking and has a body then it can be destroyed
Loyd72 Has exited the room
Goonergeezer: garrick: but may i ask, why is a scribe assigned to show me to my quarters, surley there must be another to do such a menial job
Smon: From the adjoining room come the sounds of lovemaking. Lisa blushes again slightly. "That is Cheryle, the second Ludwig brought here. It was in making... love... with her, that he suffered his seizure, and died." She smiles slightly at the memory. "I see many records, yes. The Golem has a body, but I do not know if it can be destroyed."
Smon: Lisa: "The Countess treats me the same as the other slaves. When I not doing scribe-work for her, I must do as the others."
Portillo Has exited the room
Goonergeezer: garrick smiles at the thought of the count dying during lovemaking, " tell me my dear are you ever permeitted to venture out of the castle?
Smon: Lisa shakes her head. "No, it is not permitted."
Goonergeezer: garrick: what about visitors to the castle? do you have tradesmen and the such visiting daily?
Smon: Lisa: "There are few visitors... Normally the guards bring supplies from the town. The Countess is afraid of spies. You are the first to visit in some weeks."
Goonergeezer: 2 secs phoine
Goonergeezer: garrick : you must hope everyday for spies and the such, for you to see this county fall would mean your freedom
Smon: Next door the sounds of lovemaking reach a crescendo. Then there is a moment's pause, before the muffled voice of Sergeant Trask can be heard through the partition, rather unsteady: "By all the gods! Never have I known such a woman!"
Goonergeezer: garrick: your friend seems popular
Smon: Lisa looks at Garrick hopefully. "My freedom? But we are told that the Egarne are demons, and the Kallent little better..." Lisa grins slightly, evens as she blushes. "Yes, Cheryle is very popular! She was a... law-worker... before she was brought here."
Smon: Lisa looks down. "I will tell the slave-mistress I have been entertaining you, likewise."
Goonergeezer: garrick: let me tell you the kallents are a good bunch, im one myself, i cannot vouch for the ergane, i plan on visituioing them soon though
Goonergeezer: rrick: quickly before you go, can you think of any way that you would be able to get information out of this castle?
Smon: Lisa: "Out of the castle? Only the cess-shoots."
Goonergeezer: garrick: and do you know how often the cess-pools are cleaned?
Smon: Next door the sounds of lovemaking resume, it seems that a second soldier takes Cheryle's favour. Lisa: "The pits beneath the castle walls are rarely cleaned, if ever."
Goonergeezer: garrick whispering very quietly in lisas ear: "and would you be willing to let important information be scribed a second time and accidentally thrown away down the cess-shoots?
Goonergeezer: garrick: anything that might help us overthrow the countess and get you your freedom
Goonergeezer: "troop movements, spy lists, anything which may help us"
Smon: Lisa looks fearful. "If the Countess were to catch me, I would suffer a terrible death..."
Smon: brb
Goonergeezer: garrick: my dear, you face a life of slavery, i wish only to overthrow a tyrant and free all the poor people like yourself from a life of servitude
Goonergeezer: (just getting a coffee brb)
Smon: Lisa still looks uncertain. She takes off her spectacles, rubbing them with a corner of the white linen bedsheet.
Smon: "This world... I do not know if there is anything for me here. If only I could return home... to Swansea..."
Goonergeezer: garrick: a town by the sea with swans swimming, it sounds such an idylic place
Smon: Lisa: "It's not exactly like that... but it is by the sea. And it's home." She looks at Garrick. "Perhaps another wizard could use the mirror, to send me home? If Varuna were defeated?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: lisa, if you do this for me, then as long as i breathe, and a kallent family is alive you will have a place in the household of kallent, not as a slave but as a friend and a college
Smon: Next door the lovemaking reaches a second crescendo, to laughs, cheers, and a note of concern: "Careful, Olger! Don't kill yerself!"
Smon: Lisa seems to reach a decision. She sets her little jaw in a face of determination. "I will help you. Tell me what I must do."
Goonergeezer: garrick: and yes in a city not far from here, a place called yggsburgh there are many powerful wizards who would gladly help you return home, i personally pledge this to you with all my heart
Smon: "Yggsburgh... a place of wonders. I have heard of it."
Goonergeezer: garrick: starting 2 months from this night if you can throw any useful information down the shute, i will make sure there is someone to collect it, and hopefully soon we may end this tyrants reign and free you to return to your town of Swan Sea
Smon: (pic of Cheryle the law-worker - no pic for Lisa, sadlyhttp://fcbahistory.pbworks.com/f/Lisa+Nicole+Carson.jpg)
Goonergeezer: garrick: this information should be thrown every 2 weeks, so as you do nor raise suspicions
Smon: Lisa of Swansea nods. "In sixty days, as you say, I shall begin."
Goonergeezer: garrick: i cannot praise you high enough for what you do, you shall constantly be in my prayers
Smon: "You have given me hope..." eyes shining with unsplit tears, the slave-girl leans forward and gives Garrick a chaste kiss upon the cheek.
Goonergeezer: garrick: now my dear go, so you do not raise any suspicions
Smon: Lisa nods, standing.
Smon: "Goodbye, master."
Goonergeezer: garrick: may god be with you lisa
Smon: Lisa opens the chamber door, the sounds from next door indicating that Cheryle is now working on soldier #4. Lisa: "...And also with you." - she departs, leaving Garrick alone with his thoughts, and the noise from next-door.
Goonergeezer: smiling to himself, garrick begins to remove his armour and settles on the bed of rwhat feels like is going to be a very long noight
Smon: GM: Eventually at long last the noise from the soldiers' quarters subsides, all eight men thoroughly sated. That evening Varuna hosts Garrick, Morgana and Sweetrede to a formal dinner.
Smon: OOC Anything you want to say to Varuna, or shall I jump ahead?
Goonergeezer: (jump ahead, i am ignoring the room choice)
Smon: The five course dinner goes on along time; among the serving girls are Lisa and Cheryle, the latter a little unsteady on her feet. Varuna flirts with Morgana, but says little to the men.
Goonergeezer: garrick just makes small talk with sweetrede during dinner
Smon: Eventually the dinner passes; the Nerian-looking slave Cheryle escorts Garrick back to his room, her skin marked with rivulets of dried sweat. "There is a clean bedpan under the bed, master... uhm, you need anything else?"
Smon: She seems keen to leave.
Goonergeezer: garrick: thank you my dear, no there is nothing else i require of you
Smon: Cheryle nods gratefully. "Sure thing, hon." She departs.
Goonergeezer: garrick wants to stay in the hallway until he sees the men at arms are all in there quarters
Goonergeezer: their
Smon: Garrick's men have been dining with the castle guards, a short time later he sees them return, looking rather the worse for drink. Sgt Trask gives Garrick a sloppy salute. "Sir."
Smon: "Any orders for the night, sir?"
Goonergeezer: garrick returns the salute and smailes: " back on the road tomorrow lads, get a good nights sleep
Goonergeezer: whispering: keep 1 mqan on watch all night though"
Smon: Trask nods. "Aye, sir! That Nerian girl fair wore us out, sir..." Trask nods more sobrely to the instruction. "Aye sir... You heard what they say 'bout her, sir? She killed the old Count!" A couple of men guffaw.
Smon: Trask lowers his voice. "I'll have a watch set, just in case, sir. See you tomorrow."
Goonergeezer: garrick "seems like she halfkilled all of you last night" then seeing as the men do not have a slave with them tonight garrick retires to his room, but places some furnature against the door.
Smon: (it was this morning/afternoon)
Smon: GM: Garrick sets a sturdy mahogany chair against the door, then drifts into a rather uneasy sleep. Around midnight or so he is woken by what sounds like a muffled shrieking sound in the distance. Moonlight floods in through the high glass window.
Goonergeezer: quickly gathering his scabbarded sword garrick jumps out of bed and goes to investigate the screaming
Smon: The far-off keening noise reminds Garrick of tales of banshees' wailing. He opens his door and steps into the corridor. It's slightly louder here, and seems to be accompanied by a regular thumping sound.
Smon: Apparently not loud enough to wake anyone else.
Smon: The sound seems to be coming from somewhere above, several floors up.
Goonergeezer: taking his time, soas to not make much noise garrick edges his way along the corridoor towards the strange sounds
Smon: Garrick moves through the ancient stone corridors of Castle Herdley, grim and sinister in the moonlight.
Smon: He reaches a narrow servants' stairway heading upwards. The sounds are coming from above, but still faint and far-off.
Smon: The keening is utterly desolate, almost soul-rending.
Goonergeezer: thinking better of it garrick return to his quarters
Smon: Garrick returns, shutting the door behind him.
Goonergeezer: ooc(he aint that brave)
Smon: When dawn reddens the eastern sky, Garrick rises, red-eyed from lack of sleep.
Smon: You breakfast with Morgana, Varuna, and Sweetrede. Varuna: "You slept poorly, Sir Garrick?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: my lady i was troubled by the noises last night
Smon: Varuna sighs. "I apologise. It is my mother. She is not of sound mind."
Goonergeezer: garrick : she was screaming, such a soulful desolate song it was
Smon: Varuna nods. "She has been unwell for many years. It has been necessary to confine her."
Goonergeezer: garrick: is therfe nothing the priests can do?#
Smon: Varuna shakes her head curtly. "No."
Goonergeezer: garrick: and the thumping noise, your mother too?
Smon: "Yes."
Smon: brb 20 mins - dinner.
Goonergeezer: garrick : your mother shall be in my prayers tonight countess"
Goonergeezer: ok
Goonergeezer: coffeee :-)
vondan Has entered the room
Goonergeezer: ello von
vondan: hey kids whats new
vondan: are you to playing together alone
genghisdon Has entered the room
genghisdon: hey, hiow goes it?
Goonergeezer: ello ghenghis
Goonergeezer: simons gone for summat to eat
genghisdon: heh, timing sucks fridays
vondan: oh you kids are getting ready to game
genghisdon: I got my apnea machine apointment set, biked 10km & saw tghe chiropractor though
genghisdon: I doubt it von
genghisdon: did u play any gooner?
Goonergeezer: yea we are still at varunas castle, i have picked up a handy spy here though
Goonergeezer: 98% reaction roll :-)
genghisdon: i miss the end of the sessions, WTF happened?
Goonergeezer: last session?
genghisdon: I koed some soldiers, we caught some noble & cleric..then?
genghisdon: yeah
genghisdon: i leave at 4:45 or so every time
Goonergeezer: we were on our way to help varuna defeat bandits on croak hill, but then found out that they are bugbears...
genghisdon: simon sad something about a bath, but I've no idea how we got there
genghisdon: ok, yes
Goonergeezer: varuna just wanted to get you naked in the hot-tub
genghisdon: ah
vondan: I dont think i have apnea, i do have a benigh tumot in my left nasil and when i sleep it will block my nose and i have a reflex giant snore and jump awake
genghisdon: still, what happerned?
vondan: tumor
genghisdon: that's not good
genghisdon: doesn't sound very benign
Goonergeezer: we travelled as far as varunas castle and spent the day and night there, was some strange sounds in the night, a banshee type screaming and a staedy thumping noise...
Goonergeezer: she claims it was her mad mother..
genghisdon: ah, yes, she aluded to her
genghisdon: maybe a werewolf, or worse
genghisdon: or just crazy
Goonergeezer: ands in the catacoombs beneath the castle she has a magic mirror that they use to snatch people from other wporlds to be slaves....
Goonergeezer: but we are not supposed to know that
Goonergeezer: its guarded by a golem
genghisdon: awesome
genghisdon: how'd we find out?
Goonergeezer: the slave girl that showed me to my room was from swansea in wales
vondan: in my kids book the eveil queen stuff her enimies in a majic mirror that gates them to hell or the slagg plain of the shadow lands
Goonergeezer: i charmed a slave girl and got some info out of her, she is going to be working as a spy for herd
Goonergeezer: kallent
genghisdon: cool
genghisdon: evil queens & magic mirrors go together well
Goonergeezer: thats all thats occoured hrere so far, but its somthing toi think about
genghisdon: yes, thnx
Smon: back, though apparently an unexpected in-law will arrive at any time
Smon: (to whom I'll say hello but keep playing)
genghisdon: ok
Goonergeezer: (you gotta love in-laws) :-)
vondan: so in my story i wrote in 1985 the troll hero and his buddy the talking burro steal the mirror and hijack the queens zepplin and fly over the battle and drop the mirror out the zeppilin and relase hundred of people who hate the queen in the back of her lines
Smon: (vondan, that might be off-topic for 1e? ;P) GM: OK, so Morganna, Garrick & Sweetrede have stat
vondan: are you back to gaming i though you were talking about a past games
genghisdon: (sounds like an interesting story though von)
Smon: stayed the night at Castle Herdley, and have just breakfasted with Countess Varuna, who put Garrick in servant's quarters while assigning Morganna a baroque and palatial suite.
genghisdon: gaming it seems
Smon: GM: GMing
genghisdon: heh
Smon: (genghis rem you can always read the logs on the website)
genghisdon: I need to, that;s for sure
Smon: After breakfast Garrick & Morganna can meet to discuss events and plan. Garrick plans to meet with Prince Luke at Dunfalcon, but it might be best to do that without alerting Varuna, eg by sending some of your party north to hunt the bandits while others head south?
vondan: and i did make 1e adventures in said story world
Smon: (can't argue with that, von)
vondan: you kids carry on i'm gonna play with the glue
Smon: (have a nice time von)
Goonergeezer: @ m we should all travel north for a few hours then we can double back on ourself and go south crodd-country
Smon: GM: So I take it Garrick tells Morg what you just discussed OOC
Smon: Herdley map for planning:https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjCeUC58hCydTu0XZ6jCBbshIRm-prYBsA_NYsLAJq499sqiz22MEVML66B4BcHvfcNuNqKXGEwTgA3KbtukwIOmVGyg5JbbkYs1IEyCtNTnYKUkcvHA-5FdiOxtP5NsLey2K6RvSiaMhe/s1600/Herdley.bmp
Goonergeezer: @gm yea garrick trusts morg implicitly
Smon: Just posted log so far here so genghis can skim it if you want:http://smonsyggsburgh.blogspot.co.uk/2012/09/session-30-22-23996.html
genghisdon: we set out, i give the countess a peck on the way out
Goonergeezer: do we go across the hills to avoid the casle, or inbetween the castle and swampy tuft?
genghisdon: I'll go over it, but lets just go for now
Loyd72 Has entered the room
genghisdon: lets go to the castle
Goonergeezer: i prefer the hills to a swamp, i dont have much luck in them
genghisdon: & clear it out
Loyd72 Has exited the room
Smon: GM: In the courtyard of Castle Herdley, the three adventurers and eight men at arms mount up again, Morganna gives Countess Varuna a good-bye kiss. Varuna: "Slay many bandits for me, Morganna." she smiles.
genghisdon: heh
genghisdon: "all of them, I hope"
Smon: Varuna: "My favour..." she fishes a perfume-soaked silk kerchief from her cleavage, and hands it to Morganna. "To remember me, while you are gone..."
genghisdon: M stahes it in her breatplate 'I'll count the hours"
genghisdon: "let's move out!"
Smon: GM: Varuna smiles, waving farewell, and you ride out from Castle Herdley. You have a problem in that the bridge to the north over the Arleigh Stream is clearly visible from the castle; if your party does not cross it then Varuna & co will know.
Goonergeezer: garrick in a raised voice "Forward!"
Smon: Although it is nearly two miles, so individuals can't really be distinguished.
genghisdon: (as far as I'm concerned, we cross it, but if G has plans, he can lead)
Goonergeezer: (we could make a go of the bandits then after we do that and return to varuna's, make a show of returning home but then circle around, after all we did promis her to rid ger of the bandiits)
genghisdon: I'll keep lightning with me, unless she wants to catch a meal on the wing
Smon: Lightning goes to catch a sparrow, then returns to rest on Mor's shoulder.
genghisdon: "we could at least scout the place" (but if you have something planed, that's fine)
genghisdon: (lead on G)
Goonergeezer: (lets scout the hills then see what we might be up against and then decide on our best course of action)
genghisdon: sleep & charm as usual
Smon: GM: Garrick and Morganna lead the group west past Earlshurt, and north over the Arleigh Stream. Dame Lysana's estate lies at Hareboro four miles north.
Goonergeezer: garrick tells the seargent to put a man on point
Smon: Trask sends a man ahead 180'.
genghisdon: (is that the woman we rescued last game?)
Smon: yes
genghisdon: morganna will go on point
genghisdon: he hawk vision ought be superb for the job
genghisdon: her
genghisdon: (should we stop there G, i still dunno what came of that?)
Goonergeezer: no carry on :-)
Smon: You ride north-east across the meadows, reaching Hareboro at lunchtime. Morganna spots the voluptuous Dame Lysana, now clad in a white gown, waving from a mansion window ahead to your right.
Smon: /roll 1d10
Smon rolls 1d10 and gets:
1,
Smon: /roll 1d8
Smon rolls 1d8 and gets:
1,
genghisdon: M gives her a cheerful wave back
Smon: At this point there is a clap of thinder and the rain begins to pour down.
genghisdon: & we ride on
genghisdon: bummer. Poor ligthning curses morganna
Smon: /roll 1d100
Smon rolls 1d100 and gets:
79,
Goonergeezer: garrick: it seems the weather is against us, perhaps we should stop for some lunch?"
genghisdon: M back at G "I guess we should have been more courteous & stopped by"
Smon: The rainstorm pours down, turning the Pike to mud.
Smon: You press on? You'll be at half speed, and wet.
genghisdon: Assuming we are at Hareboro, we go visit Dame Lysana
Goonergeezer: garrick: "HALT!, we go back to the mansion and wait out this storm"
Smon: GM: Ok, you turn off the Pike and pull up before the mansion gates, which are opened for you. Servants rush to take your horses and get you to shelter. From the villa doors, Lysana beckons you inside.
genghisdon: "after the rains, it ought be easy to pick up any new tracks, so this might be a blessing for us, long term"
Smon: /roll 1d100+5
Smon rolls 1d100+5 and gets:
14, (+5) = 19
genghisdon: "good afternoon Dame"
Smon: Lysana greets you. "Sir Garrick, Lady Morgana, Sweetrede. I did not get the chance to thank you properly, for rescuing me."
Goonergeezer: garrick: greetings lady, i am sorry to inconveniance you so, but the weather...."
Smon: Looking a bit nervous, she escorts you to a dining room, where servants are setting lunch.
genghisdon: "no need for thanks, It's shocking such a deed could be contemplated"
Smon: Lysana: "It is no inconvenience, quite the reverse."
Smon: A table of bread, meat and cheese with apples is laid for you.
Goonergeezer: garrick: my lady you seem out of sorts, is it the presence of my men that disturbs you so?
genghisdon: "after lunch, might you tell us what you know of brigand activity in the area?"
genghisdon: M enjoys some cheese & apple
Smon: Lysana nods to both Garrick and Morgana. "Forgive me, I am not quite recovered from my ordeal... Yes, the brigands..."
Goonergeezer: garrick picks at the food, but refrains from eating too much
Smon: Lysana has a maid serve the wine, and drinks deeply herself.
Goonergeezer: garick himself reaches for water instead
genghisdon: M has a glass..."are you sure you are well?"
Smon: "The brigands are everywhere. They act with impunity. They..." she looks down, blushing hotly. "Varuna spoke of my 'gentleman callers'... called me a slut..."
genghisdon: (did i hear that?)
Smon: (yes) "Since my husband died, I do not have the men, I cannot defend..."
Smon: She half-sobs.
Smon: "Sometimes I wish I had never seen this place."
genghisdon: "please! just because her tastes run differently, that is inexcusable for her to say"
genghisdon: M pats her comfortingly
Goonergeezer: garrick: my dear i understand that women, like men have needs, perhaps if such unions were kept secret and discreet
genghisdon: "twil be alright, the brigands days are numbered"
Goonergeezer: garrick: then you did not solicit these gentlemen callers?
Smon: Lysana looks up to Garrick, flushing hotly. "You do not understand! It was not by choice!"
Smon: Lysana nods. "The leader... the Black Priest... he has been here."
Goonergeezer: garrick: my dear, i cannot apologise enough, i was led to believe different
Goonergeezer: garrick: and this priest he has forced himself upon you?
genghisdon: "what can you tell us of him, perhaps you can help us end his threat with your knowledge, Dame L"
Smon: Lysana calms at Garrick's words. "He said... he said that I must do as he wished, or he would enslave me... perhaps sacrifice me upon his foul altar!"
genghisdon: (brb)
Goonergeezer: garrick: and how often does he call?
Smon: She looks to Lysana. "I believe he has his lair at the Abbey of the Black Monks. An ancient ruin, a place of diabolism." She looks to Garrick: "He has no regular schedule, but almost weekly, now... He asks many questions, of goings-on along the Pike." She shudders. "Now that I have told you, I fear he will know."
Smon: (Looks to Morgana)
Smon: Lysana looks down. "His men wear cloaks, but not all are human. Some are huge, hairy. Beasts that shamble upon two legs..."
Smon: Lysana touches the crucifix that nestles between her breasts. "I have sinned. May the Lord forgive me..."
Goonergeezer: garrick: if i know my friend Morganna here, i know she will want to see this man punished, if you so wish it we will stay here awhile after we finish our business and see that his visit then will be his last
Smon: Lysana nods. "If he knows you are here, he will not come. He is not foolish like Lord Oscar."
Goonergeezer: garrick: then could we not arrange a signal of some sort, to let us know when he is visiting?
Smon: Lysana: "What... do you have something in mind?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: perhaps if you could get a servant to raise a flag of a particular colour when he arrives, we can make sure we have people ready
Smon: The rain pours down, beating against the windowpane. Lightning flashes, and thunder rolls in the distance.
Smon: Lysana: He comes at night... and his creatures are very alert... they confine the servants to the kitchen."
Smon: "His name... I heard one of his human followers call him by name... Prior Odric."
Goonergeezer: garrick: then my dear i do not know what we may do for you, apart from maybe travelling to his abbey, and i fear we are not well equipped enough for that
Goonergeezer: garrick: all you can do is pray for a day when you are ruled by a just and honourable rulert
Smon: Lysana looks down. "I am sorry... I should not have told you. It was only because... the way you defeated Oscar so easily... for a moment, I had hope."
genghisdon: "we can ambush him, & defeat him just as easily"
Goonergeezer: garrick: we will call on you as often as we can in a hope to catch the beast himself
genghisdon: "this odric's days are numbered & no flase god can save him"
Goonergeezer: @m he has a sight which will tell him if a trap awaits him
genghisdon: (i thought we could set a trap for him here?)
genghisdon: "hmm"
Goonergeezer: (i had hoped that too, but apparently he will know if we do that)
Goonergeezer: (according to lady L
Smon: Lysana looks pale, but nods. "Will you stay here until this storm eases? I can have the bath-pool filled?"
genghisdon: "spies can tell him we are here now, but we could sneak the pair of us back easilt enough, unseen"
genghisdon: "ceartainly"
Smon: Gm OOC I assume Morg & Garrick are talking in battle-speech between themselves.
genghisdon: the () i guess
Goonergeezer: (it was just stuff said while morg was here but don wasnt)
genghisdon: "bath in ease, we shall wait"
genghisdon: (yeah, sorry neihbor chatted mr while i had a smoke)
Smon: Lysana has a homely mole-faced maid go pour a heated bath. Lysana smiles slightly: "In Herdley men and women do not bath together, but I am from Yggsburgh, as you know...."
genghisdon: (heh 2 baths before supper?)
Smon: Lysana ushers Morgana & Garrick to the bathchamber, I guess Sweetrede would likely come too even though mixed bathing is not Kallent practice
Goonergeezer: garrick @m "youmight wanna refrain from smelling like a tarts armpit, we might need to blend in with our background and that wont help"
Smon: LOL
genghisdon: "alright, a bath it is"
Smon: Servants help you strip off, along with Dame Lysana, and soon you are relaxing in the hot bath-salted water as the rain beats down outside,
Smon: Lysana seems a lot happier as she relaxes into the tub, which by Yggsburgh standards is small and cosy. "Mm...."
Smon: (no in-law yet!)
genghisdon: "that's what you need, some relaxation. It's been a hard go of late"
Smon: Lysana: "Aye... it is good to forget one's troubles... do you have any news of Yggsburgh? Is my sister well?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: don't you miss yggsburgh? can you imagine how beautiful this place could be under a different ruler? when was the last time you heard from her?
genghisdon: "As far as I know...it's been awhile since I've been there myself, it seems"
genghisdon: (careful with the open treason talk G)
Goonergeezer: garrick: you know of her.....Ordeal?
Smon: Lysana nods to Garrick. "Often I miss the city. It has been three years - this place is so... provincial."
Smon: She opens her eyes. "You should not speak against the Countess, Sir Garrick. She is more powerful than you know. There are dark magics..."
genghisdon: "not to mention she seems less terrible than garrick thinks...although I do have some suspicons"
Goonergeezer: garrick: my dear i meant no harm of it, i was merely musing aloud, forgive me, the oppresive nature of this county makes me have dark thoughts
Goonergeezer: garrick: i shall speak no more of it
genghisdon: "is there any posibility the countess is somehow in league with the black priest & ther brigands? If not, then her magic can't be that strong, nor her fighting men. From the little i've seen of her men, they might as well be boys"
Smon: (OOC >>garrick: you know of her.....Ordeal?<< - I don't know what this refers to.
genghisdon: (prob a mix up, about one of the lasses we rescued...diff girl)
Goonergeezer: (sorry getting her confused for a second there with the other girl you got kidnapped in yggs by the slavers)
Smon: (Candice Wright hasn't suffered any ordeal other than a chipped fingernail)
genghisdon: heh
Smon: (Victoria Markle was kidnapped by slavers, yup, and Victoria is a friend of Candice Wright, Lysana's sister)
genghisdon: "Dame Lysana, is the brigands lair this keep we have heard of? Does this so called priest dwell there?"
genghisdon: "or does anyone know for certain?"
Smon: >> "is there any posibility the countess is somehow in league with the black priest & ther brigands? If not, then her magic can't be that strong, nor her fighting men. From the little i've seen of her men, they might as well be boys"<< Dame Lysana frowns. "Surely not... Odric and his men despoil Varuna's lands... why would she allow it?"
Goonergeezer: (candice wright was the one who had the poool party that we missed)
genghisdon: (ah)
Goonergeezer: garrick: perhaps he has a hold over her in some way, and ashe is unable to stop him
genghisdon: "then I think the question of the countess & her supposed wickness & magic is obviously false/rumor. Powerful spellcasters don't allow brigands to tweak them"
genghisdon: "Let's go deal with him after out soak"
genghisdon: our
Smon: Lysana nods at Morgana's words. "I don't think the Countess is all-powerful. But her father was a great Sorceror. I believe she has inherited some ability, at least..."
Goonergeezer: garrick: after Soak i need to go onto Dunfalcon, but i will re-join up with you as soon as i finsh there
Smon: Lysana looks surprised. "To Dunfalcon? Oh."
Smon: /roll 3d6
Smon rolls 3d6 and gets:
6, 
4, 
1, = 11
genghisdon: "well, i intend to ferret out all the countess's secrets, but I think she's no villain"
Goonergeezer: phonne brb
Smon: Lysana: "At least the Countess did not allow Oscar's men to ravish me... " she sighs.
genghisdon: "I don't think you were supposed to hear that, so for G's sake please keep that private"
Smon: Lysana nods.
genghisdon: "the only ravishing you'll be getting henceforth is when you desire it"
Smon: /roll 1d100+5
Smon rolls 1d100+5 and gets:91, (+5) = 96
Smon: lol
genghisdon: I'll leave my plate here & go scouting in my padded/gambeson. I never had any interst in an idiot spolied princling
genghisdon: besides, it'll be supper for me in 5-10
Smon: Lysana looks at Morgana with that familiar doe-eyed look all human women seem to swiftly acquire in her presence.
Goonergeezer: (bugger! yep i didnt mean to say that)
genghisdon: lol
genghisdon: ( i think it's fine G)
Goonergeezer: (trying to multitask on the phone and play, not good)
genghisdon: u can RP the meet while i eat
genghisdon: maybe simon can give us some info for M & L scouting the keep for next time & the 3 of us can start taking them down
Smon: Lysana: "The Abbey of the Black Monks is famed hereabouts as a place of evil power, and its ruins have a commanding view over the locality. Hence my suspicion that Odric may lair there... but I do not know."
Smon: (in-law arrived!)
genghisdon: "which way & what terrain?"
genghisdon: ok, next time is when? friday again?
genghisdon: eh, i'll see later
genghisdon: have a good weekend guys
Goonergeezer: you too
genghisdon Has exited the room
Smon: i'll be awhile so best say goodbye, next game 6pm next Friday
Smon: bye now Gooner
Goonergeezer: ok cya next friday m8
Goonergeezer Has exited the room
vondan: so did you kids nplay?...............who won
Smon: hi v - no one died
Smon Has entered the room
Smon: hi guys
Goonergeezer: hiya
genghisdon: hi again
Smon: just gettin settled
Smon: Are we expecting Chris?
Goonergeezer: ello peeps
genghisdon: I dunno
genghisdon: I'm iffy myself
Goonergeezer: he said he was coming, so must be running a bit late i suppose
Smon: ok
genghisdon: it's a very nice day here & there won't likely be many/any more like this
genghisdon: I ought get outside & enjoy it while I can
Smon: can't you enjoy it with a computer?
Goonergeezer: outside!!!!! but there are people out there
genghisdon: sure, but the sun & warmth will be gone for 5 months
genghisdon: the computer will be here in a few hourd
Smon: I've been out there in central London all day; glad to be home!
genghisdon: well, we are on different time, recall
Smon: i know
Smon: GM: OK, I can either start with Morganna & Varuna in the bathing pool....
...or genghis can go outside. genghisdon: I'm gonna, go...I need to see about getting a sleep apnea machine & have been putting it off
genghisdon: sorry guys
Smon: bye
genghisdon Has exited the room
Goonergeezer: ok
Smon: I think it would take at least 2 PCs to go bandit or bugbear hunting, but we could do Garrick's factfinding mission to Dunfalcon solo?
Goonergeezer: yea, i am up for that if you want to :-)
Smon: Maybe the group splits, since you prob wouldn't want Varuna knowing you were sending anyone to Dunfalcon?
Goonergeezer: yea it would be advisable if she didn't know
Smon: ok
Smon: GM: Your party rests the night of 21/9/96 at Dame Lysana's mansion, then in the morning you head on, crossing a bridge over the Arleigh Stream to Earlhurst and Castle Herdley...
Chris107 Has entered the room
Smon: Welcome Chris!
Goonergeezer: rewind
Smon: genghis would rather be out enjoying the weather than playing with us
Smon: Just started: GM: Your party rests the night of 21/9/96 at Dame Lysana's mansion, then in the morning you head on, crossing a bridge over the Arleigh Stream to Earlhurst and Castle Herdley...
Chris107: Hey guys. Really sorry. On I phone here. Dad in hospital
Chris107: Hey guys. Really sorry. On I phone here. Dad in hospital
Smon: bad luck chris.
Smon: If you need to go, it's ok.
Goonergeezer: sorry to hear that m8
Chris107: Thanks chaps
Chris107: Thanks chaps
Chris107: Was really looking forward to the game.
Chris107: Was really looking forward to the game.
Smon: GM: A sprawling gothic castle many centuries old, Castle Herdley looms over the small town of Earlshurst (pop 2,800) from the crags to the south-east. The rooms within are richly apointed in dark velvet and brocade. The garrison here is small, around a dozen men, but numerous nubile slave-girls clad only in jewelry attend the young Countess' whim...
Chris107: Have fun guys
Chris107: Have fun guys
Smon: ok cheers chris
Goonergeezer: ty hope everything woks out ok#
Chris107 Has exited the room
Smon: After the five-mile ride from Lysana's estate it's still only mid-morning. The Countess shows you around the vast and slightly decrepit pile, then has gem-clad slave-girls show you to your rooms - clearly they do things diffrently in Herdley...
Smon: The girl who shows Garrick to his room is a short and curvaceous, her brown hair tied back in a pony-tail. She wears spectacles, which Garrick has only seen on aged Sages and a few of the more bookwormish students at the Yggsburgh College.
Goonergeezer: garrick thinks to himself "if only i were single"
Goonergeezer: shaking the thought from his head garrick turns to the goirl " tell me my dear, are you a slave heree?"
Smon: The girl opens the door to a fairly spartan but clean chamber. "Your room, Master..." She looks down at his words, blushing. "Yes, master. I am a slave here. For two years."
Goonergeezer: garrick: and are you treated well?
Smon: She reddens more. "I am not permitted to speak of such things, master." Her accent is very strange.
Goonergeezer: garrick : my dear i did not mean to embvarrass you, my apoligies, your accent is strange to my ears, 6tell me where do you come from?
Smon: Garrick notices that down the corridor a buxom brown-skinned Nerian looking slave girl of about 30 is showing Garrick's soldiers to a communal room - it seems that Garrick has been taken to senior servant or soldier's quarters, rather than to noble guestquarters.
Smon: The girl pauses before replying: "My name is Lisa, if it pleases master. I am not permitted to speak of where I come from."
Goonergeezer: ignoring the slight to his social status garrick remains quiet on the subject: i understand my dear, tell me what kind of punishment would await you if you were to speak of such?
Smon: Down the corridor the other slave-girl has escorted Sgt Trask and the men into the servants' guestroom. From there, there comes a feminine yelp, and laughter from the men. Lisa hears this and looks up, nervously.
Smon: Lisa: "Punishment... I would be whipped severely..." she rubs her bottom gingerly, grimacing. "Perhaps worse."
Goonergeezer: garrick: my dear you have nothing to fear from me, i am a married man and hold my vows of marrage very seriously
Smon: /roll 1d100+15
Smon rolls 1d100+15 and gets:
83, (+15) = 98 Smon: Lisa looks up smiling, apparently convinced by Garrick's words.
Goonergeezer: lowering his voice: my lady is there anyone who i may get message to of your imprisonment, i wish no more than to be a friend to you
Smon: Down the corridor the door to the soldiers' room slams shut.
Goonergeezer: garrick : let us not seem suspicious, just play along with me while we talk.......
Smon: Lisa looks thoughtful. "I am not sure you would believe me master..." she shuts the door to your guest room, the two of you inside.
Smon: Lisa crosses her arms over her ample bosom, apparently summoning the courage to speak.
Goonergeezer: tgarrick winking at lisa, in a loud voice "come here girl i have a present for you!"
Goonergeezer: garrick motions for the girl to sit on one side of the bed while garrick sits on the other
Smon: Lisa smiles slightly at Garrick's charade. More laughter comes through the wall to the adjoining soldiers' room.
Portillo Has entered the room
Portillo: Heya
Smon: Lisa sits on the bed. "I was brought here, from very far away..."
Smon: OOC hi Portillo - running my 1e game, minus 2 players.
Goonergeezer: garrick begins bouncing on the bed " to far to reasonable travel to get word to?
Smon: Lisa nods."I would think so. I was brought here by the Countess' father, Count Ludwig,using an enchanted mirror that is kept deep within the Castle vaults..."
Portillo: ah I see
is it okay if I keep the chat open I'm rarely get to see games outside the DMs screen if you'd prefer I'll head off and leave you both alone.Smon: (lurking is fine, might be a bit R-rated)
"My own.... this is not my world, or my time. The mirror snatched me from my own world, to be his prisoner..."Goonergeezer: garrick looks up suddenly at word of this "i hae heard of the catacombs beneath the castle, and that they hold many dangers"
Loyd72 Has entered the room
Smon: Lisa nods. "The mirror is guarded by a terrible abomination, a man made of the flesh of other men - a Golem! They say it cannot be harmed."
Smon: (hi Loyd)
Loyd72: Hello everyone
Goonergeezer: garrick: i have heard fairy tales of such, but i thought that is all they were, fairy tales!
Smon: Lisa: "The Golem is real. I was the first one Count Ludwig brought here. He was pleased with me, and made me his Scribe..."
Goonergeezer: garrick: is the golem the only guard to these treasures?
Smon: Lisa nods. "It is all they need. They say it cannot be killed."
Goonergeezer: garrick: so you must see lots of very important documents then? if it is walking and has a body then it can be destroyed
Loyd72 Has exited the room
Goonergeezer: garrick: but may i ask, why is a scribe assigned to show me to my quarters, surley there must be another to do such a menial job
Smon: From the adjoining room come the sounds of lovemaking. Lisa blushes again slightly. "That is Cheryle, the second Ludwig brought here. It was in making... love... with her, that he suffered his seizure, and died." She smiles slightly at the memory. "I see many records, yes. The Golem has a body, but I do not know if it can be destroyed."
Smon: Lisa: "The Countess treats me the same as the other slaves. When I not doing scribe-work for her, I must do as the others."
Portillo Has exited the room
Goonergeezer: garrick smiles at the thought of the count dying during lovemaking, " tell me my dear are you ever permeitted to venture out of the castle?
Smon: Lisa shakes her head. "No, it is not permitted."
Goonergeezer: garrick: what about visitors to the castle? do you have tradesmen and the such visiting daily?
Smon: Lisa: "There are few visitors... Normally the guards bring supplies from the town. The Countess is afraid of spies. You are the first to visit in some weeks."
Goonergeezer: 2 secs phoine
Goonergeezer: garrick : you must hope everyday for spies and the such, for you to see this county fall would mean your freedom
Smon: Next door the sounds of lovemaking reach a crescendo. Then there is a moment's pause, before the muffled voice of Sergeant Trask can be heard through the partition, rather unsteady: "By all the gods! Never have I known such a woman!"
Goonergeezer: garrick: your friend seems popular
Smon: Lisa looks at Garrick hopefully. "My freedom? But we are told that the Egarne are demons, and the Kallent little better..." Lisa grins slightly, evens as she blushes. "Yes, Cheryle is very popular! She was a... law-worker... before she was brought here."
Smon: Lisa looks down. "I will tell the slave-mistress I have been entertaining you, likewise."
Goonergeezer: garrick: let me tell you the kallents are a good bunch, im one myself, i cannot vouch for the ergane, i plan on visituioing them soon though
Goonergeezer: rrick: quickly before you go, can you think of any way that you would be able to get information out of this castle?
Smon: Lisa: "Out of the castle? Only the cess-shoots."
Goonergeezer: garrick: and do you know how often the cess-pools are cleaned?
Smon: Next door the sounds of lovemaking resume, it seems that a second soldier takes Cheryle's favour. Lisa: "The pits beneath the castle walls are rarely cleaned, if ever."
Goonergeezer: garrick whispering very quietly in lisas ear: "and would you be willing to let important information be scribed a second time and accidentally thrown away down the cess-shoots?
Goonergeezer: garrick: anything that might help us overthrow the countess and get you your freedom
Goonergeezer: "troop movements, spy lists, anything which may help us"
Smon: Lisa looks fearful. "If the Countess were to catch me, I would suffer a terrible death..."
Smon: brb
Goonergeezer: garrick: my dear, you face a life of slavery, i wish only to overthrow a tyrant and free all the poor people like yourself from a life of servitude
Goonergeezer: (just getting a coffee brb)
Smon: Lisa still looks uncertain. She takes off her spectacles, rubbing them with a corner of the white linen bedsheet.
Smon: "This world... I do not know if there is anything for me here. If only I could return home... to Swansea..."
Goonergeezer: garrick: a town by the sea with swans swimming, it sounds such an idylic place
Smon: Lisa: "It's not exactly like that... but it is by the sea. And it's home." She looks at Garrick. "Perhaps another wizard could use the mirror, to send me home? If Varuna were defeated?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: lisa, if you do this for me, then as long as i breathe, and a kallent family is alive you will have a place in the household of kallent, not as a slave but as a friend and a college
Smon: Next door the lovemaking reaches a second crescendo, to laughs, cheers, and a note of concern: "Careful, Olger! Don't kill yerself!"
Smon: Lisa seems to reach a decision. She sets her little jaw in a face of determination. "I will help you. Tell me what I must do."
Goonergeezer: garrick: and yes in a city not far from here, a place called yggsburgh there are many powerful wizards who would gladly help you return home, i personally pledge this to you with all my heart
Smon: "Yggsburgh... a place of wonders. I have heard of it."
Goonergeezer: garrick: starting 2 months from this night if you can throw any useful information down the shute, i will make sure there is someone to collect it, and hopefully soon we may end this tyrants reign and free you to return to your town of Swan Sea
Smon: (pic of Cheryle the law-worker - no pic for Lisa, sadly
http://fcbahistory.pbworks.com/f/Lisa+Nicole+Carson.jpg)Goonergeezer: garrick: this information should be thrown every 2 weeks, so as you do nor raise suspicions
Smon: Lisa of Swansea nods. "In sixty days, as you say, I shall begin."
Goonergeezer: garrick: i cannot praise you high enough for what you do, you shall constantly be in my prayers
Smon: "You have given me hope..." eyes shining with unsplit tears, the slave-girl leans forward and gives Garrick a chaste kiss upon the cheek.
Goonergeezer: garrick: now my dear go, so you do not raise any suspicions
Smon: Lisa nods, standing.
Smon: "Goodbye, master."
Goonergeezer: garrick: may god be with you lisa
Smon: Lisa opens the chamber door, the sounds from next door indicating that Cheryle is now working on soldier #4. Lisa: "...And also with you." - she departs, leaving Garrick alone with his thoughts, and the noise from next-door.
Goonergeezer: smiling to himself, garrick begins to remove his armour and settles on the bed of rwhat feels like is going to be a very long noight
Smon: GM: Eventually at long last the noise from the soldiers' quarters subsides, all eight men thoroughly sated. That evening Varuna hosts Garrick, Morgana and Sweetrede to a formal dinner.
Smon: OOC Anything you want to say to Varuna, or shall I jump ahead?
Goonergeezer: (jump ahead, i am ignoring the room choice)
Smon: The five course dinner goes on along time; among the serving girls are Lisa and Cheryle, the latter a little unsteady on her feet. Varuna flirts with Morgana, but says little to the men.
Goonergeezer: garrick just makes small talk with sweetrede during dinner
Smon: Eventually the dinner passes; the Nerian-looking slave Cheryle escorts Garrick back to his room, her skin marked with rivulets of dried sweat. "There is a clean bedpan under the bed, master... uhm, you need anything else?"
Smon: She seems keen to leave.
Goonergeezer: garrick: thank you my dear, no there is nothing else i require of you
Smon: Cheryle nods gratefully. "Sure thing, hon." She departs.
Goonergeezer: garrick wants to stay in the hallway until he sees the men at arms are all in there quarters
Goonergeezer: their
Smon: Garrick's men have been dining with the castle guards, a short time later he sees them return, looking rather the worse for drink. Sgt Trask gives Garrick a sloppy salute. "Sir."
Smon: "Any orders for the night, sir?"
Goonergeezer: garrick returns the salute and smailes: " back on the road tomorrow lads, get a good nights sleep
Goonergeezer: whispering: keep 1 mqan on watch all night though"
Smon: Trask nods. "Aye, sir! That Nerian girl fair wore us out, sir..." Trask nods more sobrely to the instruction. "Aye sir... You heard what they say 'bout her, sir? She killed the old Count!" A couple of men guffaw.
Smon: Trask lowers his voice. "I'll have a watch set, just in case, sir. See you tomorrow."
Goonergeezer: garrick "seems like she halfkilled all of you last night" then seeing as the men do not have a slave with them tonight garrick retires to his room, but places some furnature against the door.
Smon: (it was this morning/afternoon)
Smon: GM: Garrick sets a sturdy mahogany chair against the door, then drifts into a rather uneasy sleep. Around midnight or so he is woken by what sounds like a muffled shrieking sound in the distance. Moonlight floods in through the high glass window.
Goonergeezer: quickly gathering his scabbarded sword garrick jumps out of bed and goes to investigate the screaming
Smon: The far-off keening noise reminds Garrick of tales of banshees' wailing. He opens his door and steps into the corridor. It's slightly louder here, and seems to be accompanied by a regular thumping sound.
Smon: Apparently not loud enough to wake anyone else.
Smon: The sound seems to be coming from somewhere above, several floors up.
Goonergeezer: taking his time, soas to not make much noise garrick edges his way along the corridoor towards the strange sounds
Smon: Garrick moves through the ancient stone corridors of Castle Herdley, grim and sinister in the moonlight.
Smon: He reaches a narrow servants' stairway heading upwards. The sounds are coming from above, but still faint and far-off.
Smon: The keening is utterly desolate, almost soul-rending.
Goonergeezer: thinking better of it garrick return to his quarters
Smon: Garrick returns, shutting the door behind him.
Goonergeezer: ooc(he aint that brave)
Smon: When dawn reddens the eastern sky, Garrick rises, red-eyed from lack of sleep.
Smon: You breakfast with Morgana, Varuna, and Sweetrede. Varuna: "You slept poorly, Sir Garrick?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: my lady i was troubled by the noises last night
Smon: Varuna sighs. "I apologise. It is my mother. She is not of sound mind."
Goonergeezer: garrick : she was screaming, such a soulful desolate song it was
Smon: Varuna nods. "She has been unwell for many years. It has been necessary to confine her."
Goonergeezer: garrick: is therfe nothing the priests can do?#
Smon: Varuna shakes her head curtly. "No."
Goonergeezer: garrick: and the thumping noise, your mother too?
Smon: "Yes."
Smon: brb 20 mins - dinner.
Goonergeezer: garrick : your mother shall be in my prayers tonight countess"
Goonergeezer: ok
Goonergeezer: coffeee :-)
vondan Has entered the room
Goonergeezer: ello von
vondan: hey kids whats new
vondan: are you to playing together alone
genghisdon Has entered the room
genghisdon: hey, hiow goes it?
Goonergeezer: ello ghenghis
Goonergeezer: simons gone for summat to eat
genghisdon: heh, timing sucks fridays
vondan: oh you kids are getting ready to game
genghisdon: I got my apnea machine apointment set, biked 10km & saw tghe chiropractor though
genghisdon: I doubt it von
genghisdon: did u play any gooner?
Goonergeezer: yea we are still at varunas castle, i have picked up a handy spy here though
Goonergeezer: 98% reaction roll :-)
genghisdon: i miss the end of the sessions, WTF happened?
Goonergeezer: last session?
genghisdon: I koed some soldiers, we caught some noble & cleric..then?
genghisdon: yeah
genghisdon: i leave at 4:45 or so every time
Goonergeezer: we were on our way to help varuna defeat bandits on croak hill, but then found out that they are bugbears...
genghisdon: simon sad something about a bath, but I've no idea how we got there
genghisdon: ok, yes
Goonergeezer: varuna just wanted to get you naked in the hot-tub
genghisdon: ah
vondan: I dont think i have apnea, i do have a benigh tumot in my left nasil and when i sleep it will block my nose and i have a reflex giant snore and jump awake
genghisdon: still, what happerned?
vondan: tumor
genghisdon: that's not good
genghisdon: doesn't sound very benign
Goonergeezer: we travelled as far as varunas castle and spent the day and night there, was some strange sounds in the night, a banshee type screaming and a staedy thumping noise...
Goonergeezer: she claims it was her mad mother..
genghisdon: ah, yes, she aluded to her
genghisdon: maybe a werewolf, or worse
genghisdon: or just crazy
Goonergeezer: ands in the catacoombs beneath the castle she has a magic mirror that they use to snatch people from other wporlds to be slaves....
Goonergeezer: but we are not supposed to know that
Goonergeezer: its guarded by a golem
genghisdon: awesome
genghisdon: how'd we find out?
Goonergeezer: the slave girl that showed me to my room was from swansea in wales
vondan: in my kids book the eveil queen stuff her enimies in a majic mirror that gates them to hell or the slagg plain of the shadow lands
Goonergeezer: i charmed a slave girl and got some info out of her, she is going to be working as a spy for herd
Goonergeezer: kallent
genghisdon: cool
genghisdon: evil queens & magic mirrors go together well
Goonergeezer: thats all thats occoured hrere so far, but its somthing toi think about
genghisdon: yes, thnx
Smon: back, though apparently an unexpected in-law will arrive at any time
Smon: (to whom I'll say hello but keep playing)
genghisdon: ok
Goonergeezer: (you gotta love in-laws) :-)
vondan: so in my story i wrote in 1985 the troll hero and his buddy the talking burro steal the mirror and hijack the queens zepplin and fly over the battle and drop the mirror out the zeppilin and relase hundred of people who hate the queen in the back of her lines
Smon: (vondan, that might be off-topic for 1e? ;P) GM: OK, so Morganna, Garrick & Sweetrede have stat
vondan: are you back to gaming i though you were talking about a past games
genghisdon: (sounds like an interesting story though von)
Smon: stayed the night at Castle Herdley, and have just breakfasted with Countess Varuna, who put Garrick in servant's quarters while assigning Morganna a baroque and palatial suite.
genghisdon: gaming it seems
Smon: GM: GMing
genghisdon: heh
Smon: (genghis rem you can always read the logs on the website)
genghisdon: I need to, that;s for sure
Smon: After breakfast Garrick & Morganna can meet to discuss events and plan. Garrick plans to meet with Prince Luke at Dunfalcon, but it might be best to do that without alerting Varuna, eg by sending some of your party north to hunt the bandits while others head south?
vondan: and i did make 1e adventures in said story world
Smon: (can't argue with that, von)
vondan: you kids carry on i'm gonna play with the glue
Smon: (have a nice time von)
Goonergeezer: @ m we should all travel north for a few hours then we can double back on ourself and go south crodd-country
Smon: GM: So I take it Garrick tells Morg what you just discussed OOC
Smon: Herdley map for planning:https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjCeUC58hCydTu0XZ6jCBbshIRm-prYBsA_NYsLAJq499sqiz22MEVML66B4BcHvfcNuNqKXGEwTgA3KbtukwIOmVGyg5JbbkYs1IEyCtNTnYKUkcvHA-5FdiOxtP5NsLey2K6RvSiaMhe/s1600/Herdley.bmp
Goonergeezer: @gm yea garrick trusts morg implicitly
Smon: Just posted log so far here so genghis can skim it if you want:http://smonsyggsburgh.blogspot.co.uk/2012/09/session-30-22-23996.html
genghisdon: we set out, i give the countess a peck on the way out
Goonergeezer: do we go across the hills to avoid the casle, or inbetween the castle and swampy tuft?
genghisdon: I'll go over it, but lets just go for now
Loyd72 Has entered the room
genghisdon: lets go to the castle
Goonergeezer: i prefer the hills to a swamp, i dont have much luck in them
genghisdon: & clear it out
Loyd72 Has exited the room
Smon: GM: In the courtyard of Castle Herdley, the three adventurers and eight men at arms mount up again, Morganna gives Countess Varuna a good-bye kiss. Varuna: "Slay many bandits for me, Morganna." she smiles.
genghisdon: heh
genghisdon: "all of them, I hope"
Smon: Varuna: "My favour..." she fishes a perfume-soaked silk kerchief from her cleavage, and hands it to Morganna. "To remember me, while you are gone..."
genghisdon: M stahes it in her breatplate 'I'll count the hours"
genghisdon: "let's move out!"
Smon: GM: Varuna smiles, waving farewell, and you ride out from Castle Herdley. You have a problem in that the bridge to the north over the Arleigh Stream is clearly visible from the castle; if your party does not cross it then Varuna & co will know.
Goonergeezer: garrick in a raised voice "Forward!"
Smon: Although it is nearly two miles, so individuals can't really be distinguished.
genghisdon: (as far as I'm concerned, we cross it, but if G has plans, he can lead)
Goonergeezer: (we could make a go of the bandits then after we do that and return to varuna's, make a show of returning home but then circle around, after all we did promis her to rid ger of the bandiits)
genghisdon: I'll keep lightning with me, unless she wants to catch a meal on the wing
Smon: Lightning goes to catch a sparrow, then returns to rest on Mor's shoulder.
genghisdon: "we could at least scout the place" (but if you have something planed, that's fine)
genghisdon: (lead on G)
Goonergeezer: (lets scout the hills then see what we might be up against and then decide on our best course of action)
genghisdon: sleep & charm as usual
Smon: GM: Garrick and Morganna lead the group west past Earlshurt, and north over the Arleigh Stream. Dame Lysana's estate lies at Hareboro four miles north.
Goonergeezer: garrick tells the seargent to put a man on point
Smon: Trask sends a man ahead 180'.
genghisdon: (is that the woman we rescued last game?)
Smon: yes
genghisdon: morganna will go on point
genghisdon: he hawk vision ought be superb for the job
genghisdon: her
genghisdon: (should we stop there G, i still dunno what came of that?)
Goonergeezer: no carry on :-)
Smon: You ride north-east across the meadows, reaching Hareboro at lunchtime. Morganna spots the voluptuous Dame Lysana, now clad in a white gown, waving from a mansion window ahead to your right.
Smon: /roll 1d10
Smon rolls 1d10 and gets:
1,Smon: /roll 1d8
Smon rolls 1d8 and gets:
1,genghisdon: M gives her a cheerful wave back
Smon: At this point there is a clap of thinder and the rain begins to pour down.
genghisdon: & we ride on
genghisdon: bummer. Poor ligthning curses morganna
Smon: /roll 1d100
Smon rolls 1d100 and gets:
79,Goonergeezer: garrick: it seems the weather is against us, perhaps we should stop for some lunch?"
genghisdon: M back at G "I guess we should have been more courteous & stopped by"
Smon: The rainstorm pours down, turning the Pike to mud.
Smon: You press on? You'll be at half speed, and wet.
genghisdon: Assuming we are at Hareboro, we go visit Dame Lysana
Goonergeezer: garrick: "HALT!, we go back to the mansion and wait out this storm"
Smon: GM: Ok, you turn off the Pike and pull up before the mansion gates, which are opened for you. Servants rush to take your horses and get you to shelter. From the villa doors, Lysana beckons you inside.
genghisdon: "after the rains, it ought be easy to pick up any new tracks, so this might be a blessing for us, long term"
Smon: /roll 1d100+5
Smon rolls 1d100+5 and gets:
14, (+5) = 19 genghisdon: "good afternoon Dame"
Smon: Lysana greets you. "Sir Garrick, Lady Morgana, Sweetrede. I did not get the chance to thank you properly, for rescuing me."
Goonergeezer: garrick: greetings lady, i am sorry to inconveniance you so, but the weather...."
Smon: Looking a bit nervous, she escorts you to a dining room, where servants are setting lunch.
genghisdon: "no need for thanks, It's shocking such a deed could be contemplated"
Smon: Lysana: "It is no inconvenience, quite the reverse."
Smon: A table of bread, meat and cheese with apples is laid for you.
Goonergeezer: garrick: my lady you seem out of sorts, is it the presence of my men that disturbs you so?
genghisdon: "after lunch, might you tell us what you know of brigand activity in the area?"
genghisdon: M enjoys some cheese & apple
Smon: Lysana nods to both Garrick and Morgana. "Forgive me, I am not quite recovered from my ordeal... Yes, the brigands..."
Goonergeezer: garrick picks at the food, but refrains from eating too much
Smon: Lysana has a maid serve the wine, and drinks deeply herself.
Goonergeezer: garick himself reaches for water instead
genghisdon: M has a glass..."are you sure you are well?"
Smon: "The brigands are everywhere. They act with impunity. They..." she looks down, blushing hotly. "Varuna spoke of my 'gentleman callers'... called me a slut..."
genghisdon: (did i hear that?)
Smon: (yes) "Since my husband died, I do not have the men, I cannot defend..."
Smon: She half-sobs.
Smon: "Sometimes I wish I had never seen this place."
genghisdon: "please! just because her tastes run differently, that is inexcusable for her to say"
genghisdon: M pats her comfortingly
Goonergeezer: garrick: my dear i understand that women, like men have needs, perhaps if such unions were kept secret and discreet
genghisdon: "twil be alright, the brigands days are numbered"
Goonergeezer: garrick: then you did not solicit these gentlemen callers?
Smon: Lysana looks up to Garrick, flushing hotly. "You do not understand! It was not by choice!"
Smon: Lysana nods. "The leader... the Black Priest... he has been here."
Goonergeezer: garrick: my dear, i cannot apologise enough, i was led to believe different
Goonergeezer: garrick: and this priest he has forced himself upon you?
genghisdon: "what can you tell us of him, perhaps you can help us end his threat with your knowledge, Dame L"
Smon: Lysana calms at Garrick's words. "He said... he said that I must do as he wished, or he would enslave me... perhaps sacrifice me upon his foul altar!"
genghisdon: (brb)
Goonergeezer: garrick: and how often does he call?
Smon: She looks to Lysana. "I believe he has his lair at the Abbey of the Black Monks. An ancient ruin, a place of diabolism." She looks to Garrick: "He has no regular schedule, but almost weekly, now... He asks many questions, of goings-on along the Pike." She shudders. "Now that I have told you, I fear he will know."
Smon: (Looks to Morgana)
Smon: Lysana looks down. "His men wear cloaks, but not all are human. Some are huge, hairy. Beasts that shamble upon two legs..."
Smon: Lysana touches the crucifix that nestles between her breasts. "I have sinned. May the Lord forgive me..."
Goonergeezer: garrick: if i know my friend Morganna here, i know she will want to see this man punished, if you so wish it we will stay here awhile after we finish our business and see that his visit then will be his last
Smon: Lysana nods. "If he knows you are here, he will not come. He is not foolish like Lord Oscar."
Goonergeezer: garrick: then could we not arrange a signal of some sort, to let us know when he is visiting?
Smon: Lysana: "What... do you have something in mind?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: perhaps if you could get a servant to raise a flag of a particular colour when he arrives, we can make sure we have people ready
Smon: The rain pours down, beating against the windowpane. Lightning flashes, and thunder rolls in the distance.
Smon: Lysana: He comes at night... and his creatures are very alert... they confine the servants to the kitchen."
Smon: "His name... I heard one of his human followers call him by name... Prior Odric."
Goonergeezer: garrick: then my dear i do not know what we may do for you, apart from maybe travelling to his abbey, and i fear we are not well equipped enough for that
Goonergeezer: garrick: all you can do is pray for a day when you are ruled by a just and honourable rulert
Smon: Lysana looks down. "I am sorry... I should not have told you. It was only because... the way you defeated Oscar so easily... for a moment, I had hope."
genghisdon: "we can ambush him, & defeat him just as easily"
Goonergeezer: garrick: we will call on you as often as we can in a hope to catch the beast himself
genghisdon: "this odric's days are numbered & no flase god can save him"
Goonergeezer: @m he has a sight which will tell him if a trap awaits him
genghisdon: (i thought we could set a trap for him here?)
genghisdon: "hmm"
Goonergeezer: (i had hoped that too, but apparently he will know if we do that)
Goonergeezer: (according to lady L
Smon: Lysana looks pale, but nods. "Will you stay here until this storm eases? I can have the bath-pool filled?"
genghisdon: "spies can tell him we are here now, but we could sneak the pair of us back easilt enough, unseen"
genghisdon: "ceartainly"
Smon: Gm OOC I assume Morg & Garrick are talking in battle-speech between themselves.
genghisdon: the () i guess
Goonergeezer: (it was just stuff said while morg was here but don wasnt)
genghisdon: "bath in ease, we shall wait"
genghisdon: (yeah, sorry neihbor chatted mr while i had a smoke)
Smon: Lysana has a homely mole-faced maid go pour a heated bath. Lysana smiles slightly: "In Herdley men and women do not bath together, but I am from Yggsburgh, as you know...."
genghisdon: (heh 2 baths before supper?)
Smon: Lysana ushers Morgana & Garrick to the bathchamber, I guess Sweetrede would likely come too even though mixed bathing is not Kallent practice
Goonergeezer: garrick @m "youmight wanna refrain from smelling like a tarts armpit, we might need to blend in with our background and that wont help"
Smon: LOL
genghisdon: "alright, a bath it is"
Smon: Servants help you strip off, along with Dame Lysana, and soon you are relaxing in the hot bath-salted water as the rain beats down outside,
Smon: Lysana seems a lot happier as she relaxes into the tub, which by Yggsburgh standards is small and cosy. "Mm...."
Smon: (no in-law yet!)
genghisdon: "that's what you need, some relaxation. It's been a hard go of late"
Smon: Lysana: "Aye... it is good to forget one's troubles... do you have any news of Yggsburgh? Is my sister well?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: don't you miss yggsburgh? can you imagine how beautiful this place could be under a different ruler? when was the last time you heard from her?
genghisdon: "As far as I know...it's been awhile since I've been there myself, it seems"
genghisdon: (careful with the open treason talk G)
Goonergeezer: garrick: you know of her.....Ordeal?
Smon: Lysana nods to Garrick. "Often I miss the city. It has been three years - this place is so... provincial."
Smon: She opens her eyes. "You should not speak against the Countess, Sir Garrick. She is more powerful than you know. There are dark magics..."
genghisdon: "not to mention she seems less terrible than garrick thinks...although I do have some suspicons"
Goonergeezer: garrick: my dear i meant no harm of it, i was merely musing aloud, forgive me, the oppresive nature of this county makes me have dark thoughts
Goonergeezer: garrick: i shall speak no more of it
genghisdon: "is there any posibility the countess is somehow in league with the black priest & ther brigands? If not, then her magic can't be that strong, nor her fighting men. From the little i've seen of her men, they might as well be boys"
Smon: (OOC >>garrick: you know of her.....Ordeal?<< - I don't know what this refers to.
genghisdon: (prob a mix up, about one of the lasses we rescued...diff girl)
Goonergeezer: (sorry getting her confused for a second there with the other girl you got kidnapped in yggs by the slavers)
Smon: (Candice Wright hasn't suffered any ordeal other than a chipped fingernail)
genghisdon: heh
Smon: (Victoria Markle was kidnapped by slavers, yup, and Victoria is a friend of Candice Wright, Lysana's sister)
genghisdon: "Dame Lysana, is the brigands lair this keep we have heard of? Does this so called priest dwell there?"
genghisdon: "or does anyone know for certain?"
Smon: >> "is there any posibility the countess is somehow in league with the black priest & ther brigands? If not, then her magic can't be that strong, nor her fighting men. From the little i've seen of her men, they might as well be boys"<< Dame Lysana frowns. "Surely not... Odric and his men despoil Varuna's lands... why would she allow it?"
Goonergeezer: (candice wright was the one who had the poool party that we missed)
genghisdon: (ah)
Goonergeezer: garrick: perhaps he has a hold over her in some way, and ashe is unable to stop him
genghisdon: "then I think the question of the countess & her supposed wickness & magic is obviously false/rumor. Powerful spellcasters don't allow brigands to tweak them"
genghisdon: "Let's go deal with him after out soak"
genghisdon: our
Smon: Lysana nods at Morgana's words. "I don't think the Countess is all-powerful. But her father was a great Sorceror. I believe she has inherited some ability, at least..."
Goonergeezer: garrick: after Soak i need to go onto Dunfalcon, but i will re-join up with you as soon as i finsh there
Smon: Lysana looks surprised. "To Dunfalcon? Oh."
Smon: /roll 3d6
Smon rolls 3d6 and gets:
6, 4, 1, = 11 genghisdon: "well, i intend to ferret out all the countess's secrets, but I think she's no villain"
Goonergeezer: phonne brb
Smon: Lysana: "At least the Countess did not allow Oscar's men to ravish me... " she sighs.
genghisdon: "I don't think you were supposed to hear that, so for G's sake please keep that private"
Smon: Lysana nods.
genghisdon: "the only ravishing you'll be getting henceforth is when you desire it"
Smon: /roll 1d100+5
Smon rolls 1d100+5 and gets:
91, (+5) = 96 Smon: lol
genghisdon: I'll leave my plate here & go scouting in my padded/gambeson. I never had any interst in an idiot spolied princling
genghisdon: besides, it'll be supper for me in 5-10
Smon: Lysana looks at Morgana with that familiar doe-eyed look all human women seem to swiftly acquire in her presence.
Goonergeezer: (bugger! yep i didnt mean to say that)
genghisdon: lol
genghisdon: ( i think it's fine G)
Goonergeezer: (trying to multitask on the phone and play, not good)
genghisdon: u can RP the meet while i eat
genghisdon: maybe simon can give us some info for M & L scouting the keep for next time & the 3 of us can start taking them down
Smon: Lysana: "The Abbey of the Black Monks is famed hereabouts as a place of evil power, and its ruins have a commanding view over the locality. Hence my suspicion that Odric may lair there... but I do not know."
Smon: (in-law arrived!)
genghisdon: "which way & what terrain?"
genghisdon: ok, next time is when? friday again?
genghisdon: eh, i'll see later
genghisdon: have a good weekend guys
Goonergeezer: you too
genghisdon Has exited the room
Smon: i'll be awhile so best say goodbye, next game 6pm next Friday
Smon: bye now Gooner
Goonergeezer: ok cya next friday m8
Goonergeezer Has exited the room
vondan: so did you kids nplay?...............who won
Smon: hi v - no one died
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