Editing Session 94

* Random_Nerd uses dark and unhallowed arts of summoning, channeled through the pacts made by his outside-of-reality alter-ego, to summon a dread Knockwood.<br>
lazarus: ...<br>
lazarus: fizzled.<br>
lazarus: what kind of Hollyhock God /are/ you, if you can't even summon a dire player?!<br>
Random_Nerd: Maybe he's invisible!<br>
Random_Nerd: You don't know, do you?<br>
Random_Nerd: I could have a deadly invisible Knockwood behind you /right now/.<br>
* lazarus nukes the site from orbit<br>
lazarus: .... nope, no deadly invisible Kwd.<br>
Random_Nerd: He parried.<br>
BethE: Oh, no, he's going to pull out the unicorn...<br>
lazarus: last I checked, he isn't a Solar?<br>
BethE: I had a limit break on a nonExalted character last night...and no one pretty much cared.  :P<br>
lazarus: :p<br>
lazarus: WotG?<br>
BethE: No, Angel/Buffy.<br>
BethE: My mad scientist went nuclear...so to speak.<br>
lazarus: ah<br>
lazarus: less fun than WotG limit breaks :p<br>
Random_Nerd: I'm starting to think that the invisible Knockwood doesn't actually exist.<br>
lazarus: one of the best scenes to come out of my WotG game (don't remember the context): "hello *whap*"<br>
BethE: I'm going to be playing a Hellcat in an upcoming temp game.  I have the sudden urge to add to her character sheet:  "In ur Chi, stealing ur Weapons..."<br>
lazarus: somehow, Shen (the, well, Dumb As Bricks stone column wielder) got into his mind that hitting people was a greeting in the area.<br>
BethE: Huh.<br>
Random_Nerd: And the traditional goodbye is a coup-de-grace while they're knocked out?<br>
lazarus: :p<br>
BethE: Kinda like how the main character in my Buffy game's response to magic is to freak and weild a spatula.<br>
BethE: wield even<br>
lazarus: :)<br>
Random_Nerd: The spatuala is only sometimes employed against magic.<br>
Random_Nerd: His main weapon against magic is a good line of BS, I think.<br>
BethE: Oh, _good_ lines.  Sorry.<br>
Random_Nerd: Sadly, a war of words often goes to the guy who can use /his/ words to set you on fire.<br>
BethE: You haven't met him yet.  You just got spell-zapped by a woman who you thought you might feel up.  And at times, I thought Ella's spell was overpowered.<br>
lazarus: ...<br>
BethE: His character can be lead by the hormones at times.  :)  This is the first time that a bad guy got the jump on him (*cough*) though.<br>
lazarus: ...<br>
Random_Nerd: Except for when Drusilla put the mind-whammy on him?<br>
Random_Nerd: Twice?<br>
*** Knockwood has joined #nobilis.<br>
lazarus: you guys had Dru?<br>
lazarus: *shock*<br>
BethE: Oh, yeah.<br>
Random_Nerd: The invisible Knockwood does exist!<br>
lazarus: hey kwd!<br>
Knockwood: Hi guys...<br>
BethE: Hi Knock.  *HUG*<br>
lazarus: no, visible kwd exists<br>
Random_Nerd: Well, he's visible /now/.<br>
Random_Nerd: Obviously.<br>
Knockwood: had kind of a bad day<br>
Random_Nerd: Oh?  I'm sorry to hear that.<br>
BethE: Sorry to hear that too.  Do you still want to play?  It's understandable if you don't.  *HUG*<br>
Knockwood: Boss hits me with "Oh, before you go home, here's this, this, this, thisthisthisthis......"<br>
Knockwood: which is why I'm late<br>
lazarus: erg.<br>
BethE: Urk.<br>
Knockwood: dyne.<br>
Random_Nerd: Yaarg.<br>
Knockwood: so we're pirates now?<br>
lazarus: Yarr!<br>
Random_Nerd: Arr?<br>
Random_Nerd: Ahoy!<br>
*** Mode change "+o Knockwood" for channel #nobilis by lazarus.<br>
Knockwood: so, how you guys doing?<br>
lazarus: better this week.<br>
Random_Nerd: Oh, I had a question.  Would thursday night, instead of wednesday, work for you for the game?<br>
Knockwood: my schedule's open...<br>
Random_Nerd: Ah.  Because there's a pretty good chance that we'd be able to have Sara back, and she says that her boyfriend is somewhat interested in joining as well.<br>
Knockwood: nice<br>
BethE: She says he can be verbose.<br>
lazarus: I've missed Snow.<br>
Random_Nerd: So, shall we try for a thursday game next week?<br>
lazarus: can do, I suppose.<br>
Knockwood: sure<br>
BethE: Sorry, a bit out of it at the moment, but sure, Thursday works for me.<br>
lazarus: (afk)<br>
Random_Nerd: And should we try to have a session now?<br>
lazarus: (back)<br>
Knockwood: hm...<br>
lazarus: has UF been read yet?<br>
Knockwood: question: How would you get Snow to us IC?<br>
lazarus: kwd: an Imperator did it.<br>
Knockwood: still reading<br>
Knockwood: well, the most logical entrance would be 'glomped on to Jim', really... :)<br>
lazarus: :)<br>
lazarus: Snow really was one of our best characters.<br>
BethE: Or for some reason she's inside the car when we get back in.<br>
Random_Nerd: Really, with Snow, it's easy.<br>
lazarus: it can always go unexplained.<br>
Random_Nerd: I'd just have you guys randomly walk past her, once you go back outdoors.<br>
Knockwood: then there's the possible new character<br>
lazarus: unfortunately, she doesn't have Perfect Timing herself, but we've got a lot of strange unexplained occurances :p<br>
BethE: I don't look forward to the giant's reaction to her.<br>
Random_Nerd: Honestly, to get the party back together, I'd be tempted to resort to It's Magic A Wizard Did it.<br>
BethE: Plus, she's Caprious!  She has a whim that she wants to see us, she sees us!<br>
Knockwood: How tall is the giant?<br>
Random_Nerd: Ten, twelve feet.<br>
Random_Nerd: And pretty much normal human proportions for his height.<br>
Random_Nerd: A hair on the stocky side, but not hugely.<br>
Knockwood: hm... Snow's favorite polar bear form, standing on her hind legs, is ... how tall?<br>
Random_Nerd: Beats me.  I don't know bears.<br>
Knockwood: do we have time to do anything now?<br>
Random_Nerd: Well, enough to do some.  Probably not to do a lot.<br>
lazarus: I honestly don't remember where we were in the story at this point x_x<br>
Random_Nerd: You'd spent the last active session interrogating the giant.<br>
BethE: I'm rather fuzzy at the moment, but if we try something, I'll do my best.<br>
Random_Nerd: Before that, there was violence and melty-cultist.<br>
BethE: I think that Dante said that we would go and find the dastard that took Weapons from the giant's Imperator-father and strode manfully for the door.<br>
Knockwood: the session ended with the gant talking to Azazel via dead goat, then I basically promised we'd go after the bad guys<br>
Knockwood: We first need to talk to the remaining cultists<br>
Random_Nerd: They're mostly in the fetal position at the moment.<br>
lazarus: they would be<br>
Knockwood: well, they probably have ritual implements handed down from when the cult started<br>
Random_Nerd: Their mental state is about what you would expect if you were at a keg party and it got busted by Batman, who then proceeded to have a shouting match with the Devil over the status of Hitler's Brain.<br>
Random_Nerd: Most of their tools looked more improvised than ancient.<br>
Knockwood: most?<br>
Random_Nerd: Kitchen knives, rather than athames.<br>
Random_Nerd: Well, there was the brick kiln, which most people don't have lying around.<br>
Random_Nerd: And the chains were pretty thick and rusty.<br>
Random_Nerd: Let's see... they had pointy iron rods they were poking the giant with.<br>
Random_Nerd: Those could go either way, I suppose.<br>
BethE: Hmm, could we give Jim some kind of brick-tracking device and have him collect all of the bloodbricks.<br>
Knockwood: can I get anything off the pointy rods with a Div-Blades, or are they too far away?<br>
Random_Nerd: Hmm.  I didn't think that you counted things that were pointy but not sharp as Blades.<br>
Knockwood: nuts<br>
Random_Nerd: But if you think they count, I imagine you could try.<br>
Random_Nerd: It's your estate, and I could see it going either way.<br>
Knockwood: well, there's always the bee stingers<br>
Random_Nerd: ...?<br>
Knockwood: remember, you had me find the mutant bees with a Div-Blades<br>
Knockwood: last time we were in town<br>
BethE: (A minion of Theresa - (Link: http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/funny-pictures-tree-eats-motorcycle.jpg)http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/funny-pictures-tree-eats-motorcycle.jpg )<br>
Random_Nerd: Oh, true.  Okay, that's a valid precedent.<br>
Knockwood: OK, then I'll see what I can get with a Div-Blades off those rods<br>
Random_Nerd: Should we switch to In-Character, then?<br>
*** You are now known as Theresa.<br>
*** Knockwood is now known as DanteE.<br>
*** lazarus is now known as Brian.<br>
*** Brian is now known as Brian_.<br>
Brian_: (apparently nick "Brian" has been registered recently :(  I'll need to figure something out)<br>
Random_Nerd: ________START_____________<br>
DanteE: (whoops)<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultists huddle.  Giant stomps around restlessly.,,,<br>
Random_Nerd: (What?)<br>
DanteE: (Brian's nick thing)<br>
Random_Nerd: Pointy metal rods are pointy.  And made of metal.  And, uh, rods.<br>
Random_Nerd: Also, bloodstained, and somewhat rusty.<br>
DanteE: (That is SO going in the Quote Page...)<br>
DanteE: (How old are they?_<br>
Random_Nerd: (Using a divination or eyesight to tell?)<br>
DanteE: (part of the Div)<br>
Random_Nerd: (They're about six months old, in their current shape.)<br>
DanteE: (...what were they before then?)<br>
Random_Nerd: (Before that, they were part of an old truck.  They were created through every part of the truck that wasn't shaped like a pointy stick suddenly ceasing to exist.)<br>
DanteE: (...miraculously?)<br>
Brian_: (explosion?)<br>
Random_Nerd: (Certainly seems like a miracle, yes.)<br>
DanteE: to the cultists who were wielding them: "Where did you get these?"<br>
Theresa: (Sounds like a Lesser Change.)<br>
Random_Nerd: Giant: "It's been a long time since I've been out of here, and I haven't seen the sky in some time.  What... phase is the moon in?"<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist Who Seems Less Catatonic Than Some Of Them: "They were just here when you told... when someone told us to come here.  Right next to the giant."<br>
DanteE: (or an LDest... except that it'd be the opposite of a Blades miracle)<br>
Random_Nerd: (Lesser Destruction Of Trucks!)<br>
Random_Nerd: (Clearly, Larry Truck's-Regal is your enemy!)<br>
DanteE: to the others: "Someone eliminated every part of a truck that _wasn't_ a pointed stick."<br>
* Theresa tells him what pahse the moon is in, even though it's daylight still.<br>
DanteE: (afk a minute...)<br>
Random_Nerd: (It's nearly full, incidentially, since it's early march of 2007.)<br>
Theresa: (Great, now I'm imagining the Noble that drawls "Getterdun...")<br>
Random_Nerd: Giant: "Figures."<br>
Theresa: "Oh?"<br>
Random_Nerd: Giant: "The moon doesn't like me, so I try to avoid it."<br>
Random_Nerd: William assumes his mental note-taking expression.<br>
Theresa: "Ah.  If you wish, we could provide you with a guise."<br>
DanteE: (bak)<br>
Random_Nerd: Giant: "One that could fool the moon?  I've had sporadic luck at best at that."<br>
Random_Nerd: William: "That destruction thing.  That sounds like an Excrucian trick.  A Strategist trick."<br>
DanteE: (what's he wearing?_<br>
Random_Nerd: (The giant?)<br>
DanteE: (yeah)<br>
Random_Nerd: (Dense body hair, encrusted blood, and some rags in the vague shape of pants.)<br>
DanteE: (That's a little attention-getting.)<br>
Theresa: *to William*  "What kind of trick?  Convincing the rest of it that it doesn't exist?"<br>
* DanteE grabs a couple cultist robes<br>
Random_Nerd: William: "No, removing things.  That's one of the three ways we know of to spot Strategists."<br>
Theresa: "Hmm...true that one that invaded home did remove John's voicebox.  Well, destroyed it..."<br>
Random_Nerd: (The robes show the telltale signs of being made out of bedsheets, with a sewing machine, by someone who thinks that cultists should have robes.)<br>
DanteE: "Here."<br>
* DanteE throws the 'robes' over the giant's shoulders.<br>
DanteE: "... act like a bed"<br>
Random_Nerd: Sam: "I still can't imagine having to use things made of meat to talk with.  I mean, speech is air vibrations.  Meat is meat."<br>
Brian_: "..."<br>
Theresa: "We are a weird and wacky group of creatures, Sam."<br>
Brian_: "What prompted that?"<br>
Random_Nerd: The giant rips the fronts of the robes open, and makes two vague flappy things from them, putting one over each shoulder.<br>
Theresa: (The comment on John's voicebox.)<br>
Random_Nerd: Sam: "The voicebox thing.  Voiceboxes are weird."<br>
Brian_: (ah)<br>
Random_Nerd: S: "First time I heard one described, I felt sure it was a joke."<br>
Brian_: "They're just devices to create vibrations"<br>
Brian_: "Surely you have some similar construct, if not made of, well, stuff that rubs together"<br>
Random_Nerd: S: "Yeah, but... what would you think if I told you that I had a special kind of air swirl that I use to make sausages?"<br>
Brian_: "I would say that would be really cool and neat"<br>
Random_Nerd: S: "I'm made of motion.  I don't need some special part of me to wigggle air."<br>
Brian_: "That ... is a point."<br>
Theresa: "Wiggle and sausages are for a different conversation.  So, where to first, Dante?"<br>
Random_Nerd: W: "I hope that none of you will think less of my composure if I mention that I feel a sudden urge for eggs and sausages.  Or bacon."<br>
DanteE: (and one not to have in public... :) )<br>
Random_Nerd: Giant: "Mmm.  Bacon."<br>
Brian_: "How do you learn to speak, by the way? ... I guess we don't really need to figure out how to control our voiceboxes, so I suppose it's just a little figuring out how to make the sounds?"<br>
Brian_: "Also, I could so go for bacon.  I think there's a Denny's nearby..."<br>
Random_Nerd: The Slightly Less Catatonic cultist opens his mouth as if to bond with the giant over a shared love of bacon, and then closes it without a word.<br>
Random_Nerd: S: "How to speak at all, or how to talk your language?"<br>
Brian_: "Well, either.  Mostly how to speak any language."<br>
Brian_: "I admit to being quite curious as to your culture and so on"<br>
Random_Nerd: S: "Well, I mean, I learned to talk from my parents... sort of.  Rather, I knew how to talk because both of them did, so of course I did too."<br>
DanteE: "Next step is to locate the bad guys.<br>
DanteE: "Or find out what they're doing...<br>
Brian_: "Best done ruminating over bacon at Denny's."<br>
Random_Nerd: S: "I was mostly a member of a midsized Domination sect with a shared worldsight that looks a bit like your prosaic world."<br>
DanteE: to cultist: "You.  What were you doing with the bricks you were making?<br>
Brian_: (... remind me what Domination is?)<br>
Theresa: *to Sam*  "Does that help with living with only our two sets of worlds?"<br>
DanteE: (at least $500 at the BunnyRanch... :) )<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist: "Tossing them out around town.  We... didn't really know what to do with them exactly, just that we were supposed to spread them around."<br>
Theresa: *to Cultist* "Why?  Were they to do something?"<br>
Random_Nerd: (Dominations are the Dionyl Nobles who favor eveyone sharing the same perceptual universe.)<br>
* DanteE grabs a map of town.<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist: "I don't know!  I thought so.  They were supposed to do something big and important that /made perfect sense at the time/.  Something about cities."<br>
Brian_: (and the other was ... "Splintering"?)<br>
DanteE: "Mark everywhere you and your friends threw a brick."<br>
Random_Nerd: (Splinters for the Imperators of it, or Splintering for the philosophy.)<br>
Brian_: (*nods*)<br>
Random_Nerd: The cultist looks at the map, and starts marking in most of the residential parts of town.<br>
Random_Nerd: (In this context, a Domination sect is a group, probably organized around a few nobles, that all share the same worldview and try to impress it on those outside their borders.)<br>
Brian_: (... damn my mathematical function-less domain)<br>
Random_Nerd: (Mmm?)<br>
Brian_: (I would love to be able to find out f(x) where f(x) = location on map for the brick :p)<br>
Random_Nerd: (Well, it's too messy for that anyway.  It looks like they just drove to where there were houses and tossed some bricks out.)<br>
DanteE: to Theresa: "Want to bet the shape those Xs match where our miracles go wonky?"<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist: "By the way... where are the other two?"<br>
Theresa: "Which two?"<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist: "The Lady of Whims and the Lord of Cities."<br>
Random_Nerd: Sam, to Theresa: "Oh, and yes, it helps.  I don't think I'd even be able to understand human culture if I didn't have a worldsight that at least largely matched yours."<br>
* Theresa eyebrows at Dante and Brian.  "Aren't they missing one?"<br>
Brian_: (to the others, through the RH stuff) "ok, that we /know/ includes some foresight"<br>
Random_Nerd: W: "Honestly, Samuel, I'm not always sure you do understand it."<br>
DanteE: to Theresa : "Snow and James"<br>
Theresa: "_Yes_, but we have another sister, remember?  Why wasn't she part of the maskerade?"<br>
Brian_: (...? have I forgotten someone?)<br>
Random_Nerd: (Carrie.)<br>
DanteE: (Hope)<br>
Brian_: (ah, yes)<br>
Brian_: (I ... am shamed0<br>
Random_Nerd: "Cultist: "Who?  Trees, Cities, Blades, Whims, Numbers..."<br>
Brian_: (I sorta forgot she wasn't with us x_x)<br>
Theresa: (Hope?  About yay tall, turns Dark at times, American accent?  :) )<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist: "Is there another one?"<br>
Random_Nerd: Sam: "I have no idea what this means, but I just got a chill."<br>
Brian_: "If human superstition is to be believed, a ghost just walked through you"<br>
Random_Nerd: Sam jumps back.<br>
Theresa: *eyeballs the Cultist*  "Those aren't exactly us, though...  At least three of those are only close..."<br>
Random_Nerd: S: "It did?"<br>
Brian_: "That depends on believing in ghosts."<br>
Brian_: "Of course, other superstitions posit that it's the walking over a grave that causes the chill"<br>
Brian_: "Others still narrow that down to the grave of a loved one, or of an angry ghost"<br>
Random_Nerd: S: "...you're just messing with me now, right?"<br>
Random_Nerd: W: "No, those are all well attested in folklore."<br>
Brian_: "... not really."<br>
Random_Nerd: S: "Note to self.  Study earlier centuries of humanity."<br>
Theresa: "We have done some nifty stuff before the creation of Star Trek."<br>
Random_Nerd: (Now I have a mental image of Sam going around with a sword and a hat with a feather in it, and challenging people to duels over minor insults.)<br>
Brian_: (hee.  He needs a long prosthetic nose, though)<br>
Theresa: *to Dante and Brian*  "I don't know why he has you two exactly but the rest of us...something to ponder later.  But yeah, the lack of a Noble makes it even more suspicious.  And the fact that they had an extra that we didn't know of until rather recently..."<br>
Random_Nerd: (And then he can go to the moon!)<br>
Brian_: "T, I will point out that he doesn't have Dante exactly."<br>
Brian_: "He called him Blades."<br>
Random_Nerd: (Yeah, he seemed to have no idea about Courage.)<br>
DanteE: "That's true..."<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist: "Did I do something wrong?"<br>
Brian_: "Not really."<br>
Theresa: "If I run into a xerox-slightly-off copy of myself, I'm going to be ticked."<br>
Brian_: "You ... possibly helped a lot"<br>
* DanteE checks the map<br>
Theresa: *to cultist*  "How often do you have these dreams and does everyone have them or just specific people of the group?"<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist: "We all had at least one, or we wouldn't be here."<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist: "No, that's not quite right.  Jim's girlfriend, the one with the name I can never remember, joined up too."<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist: "But most of us never had more than a couple, and the first one was always the same."<br>
Brian_: (anchor) "Query: Jim, you have a girlfriend?  Can we meet her?"<br>
Random_Nerd: Jim: "No, I don't, why?  Do you want me to get one?"<br>
Brian_: (likely me making a leap from mention of "Jim" :p)<br>
Brian_: (anchor) "You should some day.  Did you have one recently?"<br>
Random_Nerd: Jim: "Uh, I haven't had a steady girlfriend since I was an undergrad."<br>
Brian_: (A) "Do you remember anything about her?"<br>
Theresa: "Can you tell me about the first dream again?"<br>
Random_Nerd: Jim: "She moved off after she graduated.  We said we'd call each other every week, and it became every month, and..."<br>
DanteE: (That's a long time ago...)<br>
Random_Nerd: (Yeah, that would be years ago.)<br>
DanteE: "When was that?"<br>
Random_Nerd: (You can't hear Jim, since he's not here.)<br>
DanteE: (If the cult is recent, then it's not Jim's GF...)<br>
Brian_: (at least, not /this/ Jim's GF)<br>
Random_Nerd: (Yeah.  It's not Brian's Jim, just another guy who happened to have the same name.)<br>
Brian_: (A) "No contact with her in years, then?  Sorry to hear."<br>
DanteE: "Jim who?"<br>
Brian_: (Dante's not the only one to have strange leaps of conclusion :p)<br>
Random_Nerd: Jim: "I got a letter from her a few months ago.  She's married.  I'm... happy for her."<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist: "Uh, Jim over there.  I don't really know him too well.  He was working on the giant, and I was on brick delivery."<br>
Brian_: (A) "If you'd like to visit her someday, I'm sure we could arrange it easily"<br>
Random_Nerd: The cultist points.<br>
Random_Nerd: Jim: "I... no, that's okay.  I'm happy for her, but I'd rather be happy for her from a long way away."<br>
DanteE: (ah, different Jim)<br>
Brian_: (A) "Offer's always open."<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist: "And... yeah, the first dream.  You don't really recall it clearly, but you remember what it means."<br>
DanteE: "when did this Cult of yours start?"<br>
Brian_: (RH) "Guys, if we take one of them to our Chancel, we can use our Realm magic to view the dreams of theirs"<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist: "And there's these people.  Five of them.  And I don't really recall what they looked like, but... you know how you just know things in dreams?  I knew they were you.  And they said to come here, get the giant ready for you to eat, make the bricks and distribute them, and wait for future instructions."<br>
Random_Nerd: (But remember that cultists mess up Realm as well as Domain.)<br>
DanteE: "We may not need to..."<br>
Brian_: (which is annoying, but still I think it would be doable)<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist: "But... the guy who was in charge, the one who... died when you were talking to him?  He knew more.  I think he had the dreams each night."<br>
DanteE: "You.  Think about your dream..."<br>
Theresa: *prays silently: "Do you really want them contaminating the Chancel?"*<br>
DanteE: (Logic: if it's 'us' they're dreaming about, we should be able to get something with just Divs)<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist: "What about it?"<br>
DanteE: "This." (Div-Blades on what's in his head.)<br>
Random_Nerd: C: "Oh, and we started about... I've only been here three months.  Some of them were here twice that long, I think."<br>
Random_Nerd: (Divination of blades on what's in whose head?)<br>
DanteE: (the cultist that's currently thinking about his dream of us.)<br>
Random_Nerd: (There isn't anything in his mind that's sufficiently bladelike to show up on the divination.)<br>
DanteE: (Yeah there is... it's a dream of Blades. :) )<br>
DanteE: (And the rest of us too)<br>
Random_Nerd: (It's a dream in which there's a guy in it that seems to be connected to blades.)<br>
Random_Nerd: (I think that's at enough removes as not to be part of your estate.)<br>
DanteE: (placed there as an attempt to get control of the domain of Blades)<br>
DanteE: (by someone hooked to our Imperator)<br>
Random_Nerd: (Eh, if it was a dream about something sharp, I'd allow it, but this seems to be two degres of dubiousness.)<br>
DanteE: "Hm... <br>
DanteE: "We should probably treat this the same way you handle dangerous materials...<br>
Theresa: "Put on haz mats suits and blow it up a safe distance away?"<br>
DanteE: "Sam... find a way to get from here to that big desert plain south of Mount Melchior where no one lives."<br>
Random_Nerd: Cultist: "Can... can we please go?  We didn't want to hurt anyone."<br>
Random_Nerd: Sam: "Okay... but I'll need reference materials."<br>
Random_Nerd: (And I take it that's a place in Amyra?)<br>
DanteE: (Yep, desert that used to separate Amyra from, say, Ethiopia.)<br>
Random_Nerd: (Okay, if it's on the edges, that shouldn't be too hard.)<br>
Random_Nerd: Sam: "And which is preferable, reducing travel over Amyra, or over the outside world?"<br>
DanteE: (Can't forget that the settled part of Amyra was notoriously hard to get to. :) )<br>
DanteE: "The main thing is that there's a good size buffer zone between where we come in and anything valuable, including our fellow Amyrans."<br>
Random_Nerd: Sam: "Okay, then we may have to go to a different city.  The ones near here don't come out of that part of the border."<br>
Theresa: (Can Dante's car handle Mr. Personality?)<br>
DanteE: (I did say HUmmer...)<br>
Random_Nerd: (Mind if we stop soon?)<br>
Brian_: (was about to say the same :p)<br>
DanteE: to the others: "Now... what do we tell these guys?<br>
Theresa: "How about have them gather bricks and bring them back.  Would save wear and tear on the Jim."<br>
DanteE: "Well, the bricks may mark the border of whatever they were planning."<br>
Brian_: "It's still a good punishment"<br>
DanteE: "And it may cut back on the area where our miracles are affected<br>
DanteE: (Wait... did our Miracles work in Jim's place?)<br>
Brian_: "For what it's worth, I put my vote behind that"<br>
Theresa: (The houseplant I made for him was slightly...off.)<br>
Random_Nerd: (They seemed to work to a moderate degree, but there was some twisting.)<br>
DanteE: "So... get the ones who had the most vivid dreams back to Amyra to do a divination, while having the others recover their bricks?"<br>
Theresa: "Sounds okay, although I'm really leery about bringing them back home."<br>
Brian_: "Perhaps it's a Cult Focus or something"<br>
DanteE: "That's why we're not taking them to Kaerkoven."<br>
DanteE: "We'll take them to (...) plain just long enough to do the DIvination, then bring them back."<br>
* DanteE double-checks these guys over with the Sight.<br>
Random_Nerd: (One moment, looking something up.)<br>
Random_Nerd: They aren't Noble or Anchored, mainly.  The giant has a look about midway between a Noble or an Anchor.  And the places where the blood-mist from the one guy fell look rather like if you melted an Anchor.<br>
DanteE: (uhoh...)<br>
Theresa: (Not good.)<br>
Brian_: (...)<br>
Brian_: (you can melt anchors?  also: ohshit)<br>
DanteE: (Yeah, does it happen often?)<br>
Random_Nerd: (Have you ever tried to melt an Anchor?  No?  Then how do you know you can't?)<br>
Brian_: (immunity to direct miracles!)<br>
DanteE: ("Hey, Jim, how'd you like to advance the cause of Science?")<br>
Random_Nerd: (Also, in general, when looking around with the Sight, it feels like you have a thing in your eye.)<br>
Brian_: (>_<)<br>
Random_Nerd: (Like if you just woke up, and you've not blinked many times, say.)<br>
DanteE: (OK, vote: go with the original plan, or too dangerous?)<br>
Brian_: (which was the original plan?)<br>
Theresa: (I think if we take any, we take _one_ and give the boss and any guards a warning that we might be bringing the metaphysical equiv of radioative flu into the Chancel.)<br>
DanteE: (take some cultists to whatever plain and do a Realm-Div to get details of their dreams)<br>
DanteE: "Sam, William, would we get enough from looking into their dreams to offset the potential problems with bringing them to Amyra?"<br>
Random_Nerd: S: "Hell if I know."<br>
Random_Nerd: William: "It makes me nervous, sir, but I defer to your judgement if you think it best."<br>
DanteE: "Their dreams are a link to whoever's running the cult."<br>
Random_Nerd: (Mind if we call it a night here?  I'm growing tired.)<br>
Theresa: (William has perfect responses to Nobles.  Luc would be proud.)<br>
Theresa: (I wouldn't mind stopping.  Brain squish.)
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 * Random_Nerd uses dark and unhallowed arts of summoning, channeled through the pacts made by his outside-of-reality alter-ego, to summon a dread Knockwood.<br>
 lazarus: ...<br>
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 Theresa: (William has perfect responses to Nobles.  Luc would be proud.)<br>
 Theresa: (I wouldn't mind stopping.  Brain squish.)
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-[[Chancel_Amyra]]<br>
-[[Amyra:Chapter_11|Chapter 11]]