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(10:44:39 PM) Gerhal: Anyways, put your costumes on you jokers. Drunk dailing time.
(10:45:09 PM) Rivet: Hm? Oh.
(10:45:20 PM) You are now known as Serribon
(10:46:55 PM) Ancient is now known as Miriam
(10:48:44 PM) Miriam: Serribon, Gerhal is your DM with respect to the monastery, since that’s his baby.
(10:48:56 PM) Serribon: (‘kay)
(10:49:05 PM) Miriam: But it’s your move, picking up where we left off.
(10:49:53 PM) Gerhal: Indeed. I am here to arbitrate when/if you decide to hunt Miriam down.
(10:50:06 PM) * * * Serribon spent day three laying around the filthy apartments, drinking expensive imported fruit juices and generally feeling pretty miserable. He hasn’t shaved or had an oil-bath since checking in.
(10:51:09 PM) Gerhal: You are starting to wonder how Ibram manages to live like this. Since you assume this is how he lives.
(10:51:48 PM) Serribon: Day four starts sometime around noon again and involves wandering around the city looking for that monastery where Miriam says she has been training.
(10:51:55 PM) Gerhal: Obviously Vargas must have his/her hands full keeping Ibram functional in these conditions. Or something.
(10:52:35 PM) Serribon: Were he in any less of a depressive fugue, he would be impressed that Ibram keeps it together as well as he seems to do.
(10:52:42 PM) Gerhal: Do you know the name of her monastery? Or the name of the order who run it?
(10:53:19 PM) Serribon: I think she mentioned what the monks were called, but not the name of the building.
(10:53:26 PM) * * * Miriam may or may not have mentioned such details. She would not have made a big deal of them, though.
(10:54:08 PM) Serribon: I imagine it was something along the lines of “these <order> jerks taught me to <blah>”
(10:54:27 PM) Gerhal: Andropolis is filled with dozens upon dozens of orders. We’ll operate on the assumption that you know the name of the order. They are the monks of Tzu.
(10:54:39 PM) Gerhal: Roll diplomacy for a gather info check.
(10:54:50 PM) Gerhal: -2 for stinking like an orc.
(10:55:09 PM) * * * Serribon rolls 1d20-2: (19)- 2 = 17
(10:56:21 PM) Gerhal: You learn that the monks of Tzu run a single compound on the north eastern side of the city. They are not known as a religious organization because they do not follow or represent any particular aspect of the myriad of pantheons found here.
(10:57:01 PM) Gerhal: However they are known to have ties to the monks of Sahn, whom are rumored to have powerful political ties.
(10:57:27 PM) Gerhal: In truth, they are rival organizations. This is all you learn beyond the monastery’s location.
(10:58:15 PM) * * * Serribon goes to find the building, but has no intention of going in. He just wants to know where it is.
(10:59:44 PM) Gerhal: The compound is walled. The walls are 10’ high, and covered in a variety of wonderful vines. You can see dozens of beautiful trees over the top. There are three buildings inside forming 3 sides of a rectangle. Each is 3 stories tall with a rotunda at the top.
(11:00:33 PM) Gerhal: There are lovely, squeaky iron gates.
(11:02:04 PM) * * * Serribon goes around the building as much as he is able to (presuming its self-contained in its walls and not built into the city wall or what have you).
(11:02:38 PM) Gerhal: If you loiter, you will hear the sounds of people chanting and exercising inside. Sometimes men and women will enter and leave in packs of 5.
(11:03:30 PM) Serribon: Are there any nearby businesses to loiter at to watch the place to see if she shows up?
(11:04:06 PM) Miriam: (One of the five is Altair’s distant predecessor.)
(11:04:22 PM) Miriam: (Because he can’t climb vines or other natural vegetation.)
(11:04:53 PM) Gerhal: Roll perception for me, Serribon.
(11:05:05 PM) Gerhal: And stealth.
(11:05:11 PM) * * * Serribon rolls 1d20+12: (10)+ 12 = 22
(11:05:14 PM) * * * Serribon rolls 1d20+13: (10)+ 13 = 23
(11:05:21 PM) Serribon: (that’s just weird)
(11:06:07 PM) Miriam: Heh.
(11:06:36 PM) Gerhal: You observe an interesting pattern. You see people enter the gates, but up until the very last moment when they veer in it’s really difficult, if not impossible to predict which passerbys are going to go in. And the people leaving just seem to blend right into the crowd.
(11:06:39 PM) Gerhal: Down the street there is a major bazaar.
(11:07:04 PM) Gerhal: And there are a couple workshops here neighboring the compound.
(11:07:58 PM) Gerhal: Miriam, how frequently do you go into and out of the compound?
(11:08:10 PM) * * * Miriam does what she’s told.
(11:08:10 PM) Gerhal: Do you use any unorthodox measures to move?
(11:08:31 PM) Gerhal: Alright. Today you’re on bean duty.
(11:08:40 PM) * * * Miriam tries not to look foolish. She still considers a lot of what these monks do to look ridiculous.
(11:09:11 PM) Gerhal: You’ve gone out with 4 others to fetch a cart in the bazaar that has beans for your daily bean paste.
(11:09:32 PM) Gerhal: What’s your hair color today?
(11:09:48 PM) * * * Miriam is… blond today. She has been blond since the last whump.
(11:10:17 PM) Gerhal: How common is blonde in the city?
(11:11:17 PM) Gerhal: Roll your bluff, Mir.
(11:11:21 PM) Gerhal: And roll perception.
(11:11:44 PM) Serribon: (heh http://amultiverse.com/2010/09/01/placebin-dm-extra-strength/)
(11:12:02 PM) Miriam: Blond would be highly uncommon. Miriam doesn’t know bluff, but she can…
(11:12:05 PM) * * * Miriam rolls 1d20+5: (2)+ 5 = 7
(11:12:06 PM) Miriam: CHA.
(11:12:14 PM) * * * Miriam rolls 1d20+11: (3)+ 11 = 14
(11:12:19 PM) Miriam: Perc.
(11:12:23 PM) Gerhal: Serribon, you pick out Miriam with her blonde hair.
(11:12:52 PM) * * * Serribon will see where she goes. Following if necessary.
(11:13:12 PM) Gerhal: Miriam, you don’t notice anything amiss heading to market.
(11:13:29 PM) Gerhal: You witness an exciting bean run Serribon.
(11:13:50 PM) * * * Miriam purchases many beans, in at least five different varieties.
(11:14:14 PM) Serribon: (how decadent)
(11:14:49 PM) Gerhal: Alright. You’re marks head back.
(11:15:03 PM) Gerhal: Miriam, roll perc again.
(11:15:08 PM) * * * Miriam rolls 1d20+11: (8)+ 11 = 19
(11:15:16 PM) Gerhal: Serribon, roll stealth again.
(11:15:22 PM) * * * Serribon rolls 1d20+13: (16)+ 13 = 29
(11:15:33 PM) Gerhal: Serribon is like Solid Snake.
(11:15:50 PM) Gerhal: He could be inside your cart in a bean box, and you wouldn’t notice.
(11:16:09 PM) Miriam: Dude, no, he’s all Assassin’s Creed, blending with the crowd.
(11:16:09 PM) Gerhal: Back to the compound.
(11:16:15 PM) Miriam: Because I played that more recently.
(11:16:17 PM) * * * Serribon isn’t, however. He’s just fallen back on instincts and is stalking.
(11:16:28 PM) * * * Miriam walks a circuit to the market and back, very much like an NPC.
(11:17:52 PM) Gerhal: Alright.
(11:18:02 PM) Gerhal: You’ve confirmed Miriam is at this monestary.
(11:18:07 PM) Gerhal: She’s gone back inside.
(11:18:10 PM) Gerhal: Bean mashing duty.
(11:18:27 PM) Serribon: (What time of day is it by now?)
(11:18:34 PM) Gerhal: 4 pm
(11:18:58 PM) * * * Miriam has to boil the beans first, so she sits in the kitchen, watching the pot and pumping iron.
(11:21:02 PM) Gerhal: tick tock tick tock
(11:21:03 PM) * * * Serribon lingers in the nearby bazaar, buying pointless tchotchkes and seeing if the weird patterns of movement continue at the monastery. Around 5:30/6, he’ll head back to the inn for supper.
(11:21:32 PM) Gerhal: FF>> then
(11:21:37 PM) Gerhal: Supper time at the inn.
(11:21:38 PM) Serribon: Following what he believes to be Ibram’s lead, he fills up on bread before getting his drink on.
(11:22:36 PM) Gerhal: It does help slow the onset of drunkeness considerably.
(11:23:35 PM) Serribon: Tonight, it’s distillates – initially a few straight shots of whatever, then a sampling of cocktails. He tries to get the tavern musicians to play another song that hasn’t been written yet.
(11:24:08 PM) * * * Gerhal rolls a d20: 19
(11:24:28 PM) Gerhal: You manage to not start a bar fight.
(11:24:51 PM) Gerhal: No starving musicians are stabbed.
(11:25:14 PM) Miriam: Do remember that Gerhal has a job he has to go to in the morning. :-)
(11:25:51 PM) * * * Serribon makes a new best friend with whoever happens to be sitting near and tells them about travelling through time on dragon-back and slaying gnomes. Eventually he makes enough of a nuisance of himself that they cut him off.
(11:26:12 PM) Gerhal: (If I get too impatient, I’ll dump a quickened, maximized meteor swarm on your ass)
(11:26:29 PM) Serribon: Off to make a scene, then!
(11:26:37 PM) Gerhal: So, do you do anything else before you pass out?
(11:27:14 PM) Miriam: Bad dreams, half-remembered.
(11:27:34 PM) Gerhal: Alright, you head to the monastery. It is midnight.
(11:28:21 PM) Gerhal: There are lanterns light all around the courtyard. The gates are shut, but not locked.
(11:28:38 PM) Gerhal: You remember the sound of dogs from earlier in the day. They keep dogs here.
(11:29:33 PM) * * * Serribon knocks on the gate, then. If these guys can make Miriam an effective combatant, he doesn’t even want to think what they can do with guard dogs.
(11:29:43 PM) Serribon: Well, more like pounds on the gate.
(11:29:48 PM) Miriam: Heh.
(11:30:23 PM) Serribon: “HEY!”
(11:31:09 PM) Gerhal: Two giant mabari warhound style dogs come to within 10’ of the gate. They growl until two of their handlers walk over. They do not appear to be obviously armed. “Hey, mister.”
(11:32:30 PM) * * * Serribon slips into Anjaj, “Hey, where’s Miriam? Wanna talk t’ Miri!”
(11:33:13 PM) Gerhal: One of the looks at the other, “Huh?” “Andro or common, sir.”
(11:33:29 PM) Gerhal: “I think I heard Miriam in that slur.”
(11:33:31 PM) Gerhal: “Think she knows this guy?”
(11:33:50 PM) Gerhal: “Oh gods, if he knows Miriam I know why he’s drunk.”
(11:33:51 PM) Serribon: “Miri, yes. Want her here.”
(11:34:23 PM) * * * Serribon emphatically gestures at the ground between them. And is speaking Andro again.
(11:34:29 PM) Gerhal: “Are you armed, mister?”
(11:34:43 PM) Gerhal: “What’s your name?”
(11:36:25 PM) Miriam: (And who’s your daddy? Is he rich like me?)
(11:37:00 PM) * * * Serribon says something that might sound like ‘Serribon’. He then looks at each of his hands, bringing them close to his face and then away as if trying to manually adjust focus. “Probally armed. See?” He holds his hands out towards them. “Unno.”
(11:37:27 PM) Gerhal: “Man, he’s hammered.”
(11:37:49 PM) Gerhal: “Yeah. Better shape than Miriam though, when she came in. Let’s take him in to the kitchen.”
(11:37:50 PM) Serribon: “Don’ have a hammer. Sure of that.”
(11:38:10 PM) Gerhal: “Gate’s unlocked, mister. Just heavy and loud.”
(11:38:28 PM) * * * Serribon shakes his head, “No dinner. Hate beans. Just want Miri.”
(11:38:41 PM) Gerhal: The give the dogs a command. You get the impression the dogs have been commanded to watch and follow you.
(11:38:52 PM) Gerhal: They follow you like they want to herd you.
(11:39:07 PM) Gerhal: One of the guys leads you to the kitchen area, while the other vanishes.
(11:39:15 PM) Gerhal: Miriam, there is a knock at your door.
(11:39:41 PM) * * * Miriam is asleep and doesn’t respond at first.
(11:40:01 PM) * * * Serribon looks at them blearily, “What, arresting me again? Silly woman.”
(11:40:38 PM) Gerhal: More knocking. “Miriam? Miriaaaaaaaaam?”
(11:41:08 PM) Miriam: “Ah, what?! What?”
(11:41:54 PM) Gerhal: “Hey, Miriam. Sorry to disturb you. But you have a guest in the kitchen. Some drunk guy, but he’s lean as hell. Looks like a fighter. He came knocking on the gate asking for you by name.”
(11:42:43 PM) * * * Serribon checks out his two shepherds as he allows them to corral him towards the kitchen. “Nice dog. I should get one, too.”
(11:42:50 PM) Gerhal: “I couldn’t make out his name, but he’s a half elf.” He rattles off Serribon’s height, and guesses with weight +/- 5 lbs.
(11:43:07 PM) Gerhal: “They are wonderful animals.”
(11:44:02 PM) Serribon: “Had a dog one time. Useless damn thing. No heart.”
(11:44:13 PM) Gerhal: “No heart?”
(11:44:22 PM) Serribon: “Maybe was two dogs. Both useless anyways.”
(11:44:35 PM) Miriam: “Drunk… can’t be Ibram… no—” Miriam shakes her head. “Coming!”
(11:44:59 PM) Miriam: Let me know when to make my entrance.
(11:45:15 PM) Gerhal: “Miriam, I’ll get some of the others if you think this fellow is trouble…”
(11:45:16 PM) Serribon: “Yessss… scaring too easily. Can’t catch anything. Useless”
(11:45:30 PM) Gerhal: You may make your entrance at any time now.
(11:46:37 PM) Miriam: “Oh, gods above! Serribon? What are you doing here?” Miriam comes in from the back of the kitchen and stops there, staring.
(11:47:17 PM) Serribon: “Said you were here. So come here to find you. Obviously.”
(11:48:19 PM) Miriam: “You look… awful. I thought you’d been looking haggard, lately, but… what on earth is wrong with you?”
(11:50:44 PM) Gerhal: The two monks sort of fade into the background. But the two dogs continue to flank Serribon.
(11:50:51 PM) Serribon: “Another curse! Stupid feylai! Broke my head… can’t sleep… can’t do anything.” He sweeps his hand towards the monks. “They fixed you when broked – make them fix me, too.”
(11:53:08 PM) * * * Miriam raises an eyebrow. “I don’t think it works that way. And in any case, where the hell have you been? You probably brought this on yourself.”
(11:53:30 PM) Serribon: “Nooooo… your fault I hadda kill ‘em.”
(11:53:47 PM) Miriam: “Kill—kill fey? How is that my fault?”
(11:55:55 PM) Serribon: “Got me arrested ‘cause you wanted that stupid money dress! Got me slaved to the church!”
(11:57:43 PM) Serribon: “And you hadda see Andro-city in the first place.”
(11:58:22 PM) * * * Miriam stares at Serribon while her rage meter fills up to steam-burst level. “How /dare/ you. How DARE you! You think I wanted this?”
(11:59:09 PM) Serribon: “You don’t know WHAT you want! That the problem!”
(11:59:12 PM) * * * Miriam sudden opens her robe and drops it, revealing herself, and her numerous lashing scars. “You think I wanted these? Damn you for leaving me, Serribon. And how dare you come back now and ask me for help.”
(11:59:19 PM) Miriam: “And then BLAME me!”
(12:00:38 AM) Miriam: “I don’t know what I want, but I sure know not to ask you anymore. And I have nothing to offer you. You want help from these monks, you ask ‘em yourself, but you stay the hell out of my way.”
(12:00:42 AM) * * * Miriam turns and leaves.
(12:02:02 AM) Gerhal: (bedtime, no property damage okay kids?)
(12:02:30 AM) * * * Serribon shouts after her “FINALLY MAKE OWN DECISIONS, HUH?! ABOUT TIME!”
(12:04:03 AM) Serribon: ”... stupid girl…” He flops down onto the kitchen floor and hugs his knees.
(12:05:12 AM) Miriam is now known as D_M
(12:05:24 AM) D_M: The monks don’t interfere here, but they’ll leave food out for you.
(12:05:52 AM) Serribon: “Not Ibram… Naked trick not works on me…”
(12:06:43 AM) * * * Serribon gets the giggles thinking of how Ibram would have reacted to naked Miriam.”
(12:06:55 AM) D_M: Heh.
(12:07:59 AM) * * * Serribon takes some of the food and shimmies under one of the kitchen tables like he did as a kid.
(12:08:24 AM) Serribon: He stays there until the booze or exhaustion puts him out.
(12:10:16 AM) D_M: Well, then he is awakened around 0600 but a flood of breakfasting monks, and Miriam among them.
(12:13:02 AM) * * * Serribon whacks his head on the table sitting up. Great start to the day.
(12:13:30 AM) D_M: Miriam ignores you. A random monk offers you breakfat.
(12:13:51 AM) Serribon: Miriam who? He accepts the monk’s offer.
(12:16:34 AM) Serribon: After breakfast, he loiters around the monastery to see what these people do all day.
(12:16:36 AM) D_M: Eventually you are faced with another monk. He sits down across from you as the other monks are leaving and says, “So, your name is Serribon?”
(12:16:51 AM) Serribon: “Yes. You are?”
(12:17:27 AM) D_M: “[I forget what his name was.] But that’s not important. I understand you’ve come to find Miriam.”
(12:18:19 AM) D_M: “Which is to say, that you found her.”
(12:19:18 AM) Serribon: “Past tense. She can go and be forgotten by her family, for what I care. I want whatever it was you people have given her.”
(12:19:44 AM) Serribon: “Or, being Miriam, whatever she has decided to take from you.”
(12:22:50 AM) D_M: The monk chuckles. “I know what you mean. In any case, she takes what we offer, which is not much. A little training. A chance to search for purpose. Do you think that’s what you need?”
(12:26:26 AM) Serribon: “I have a purpose. What I need is the peace that I will not find through being a dog of the Templars.”
(12:30:08 AM) D_M: “Ah, the slave bond you shared with her. But that is terminated, I understand.”
(12:33:01 AM) Serribon: “Allegedly. Though they still request my services. They speak of “fair compensation”, but I do not think they know what that is or are capable of providing it.”
(12:36:15 AM) D_M: “You have the choice to work for them or not, though, haven’t you?”
(12:37:28 AM) Serribon: “Yes. And I believe I would rather not. Certainly not within my present capacity. Which, I think, is why I came here.”
(12:37:55 AM) Serribon: “Though to be perfectly honest, I am not entirely sure why. I was not at my best when I arrived.”
(12:37:56 AM) D_M: “And what is it you would like from us, then?”
(12:39:08 AM) D_M: “Clearly.”
(12:39:46 AM) Serribon: “I have seen the sort of turnaround Miriam was able to achieve through your training. I want that.”
(12:40:47 AM) D_M: “Well, you are welcome to stay, and to join in our training, as long as you are willing, but don’t be fooled by appearances. Miriam is not as healed as you perceive her to be. There is a great deal of perspective in that.”
(12:43:18 AM) Serribon: “I am not completely certain what was involved in our exchange last night. The memories are… confusing. But I believe you are right about that. Still, it would seem to hold some promise.”
(12:43:42 AM) Serribon: “Which is more than I have to work with at present.”
(12:44:52 AM) D_M: “Very well. I will see that you are given quarters. If you wish to join training, we’ll see to that as well.”
(12:45:08 AM) Serribon: “If nothing else, I do not think I need to be left to my own devices…”
(12:45:22 AM) Serribon: “Thank you, [whatever].”
(12:45:32 AM) D_M: “Indeed. That we can see to.”
(12:46:43 AM) D_M: Well, this is an interesting development.
(12:47:39 AM) * * * Serribon almost goes broke settling his bill at the inn and moves into the monk dorms by the end of the day.
(12:47:57 AM) You are now known as Rivet
(12:49:37 AM) D_M is now known as Ancient

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