#session 002

Also, working out at home means clothing optional. I love that.

Inside the cabin Everett morphs a spider. Kioshi decides instead to morph an owl and does so almost effortlessly. Katherine carefully picks him up and deposits him out the window. Kioshi then does a fly-over of the campsite, honing in on the medical tent. Just as he’s about to report back that he can’t see anything odd from outside, he spies four barrels marked as biohazard inside the tent...

They are now nearing the end of the Trial of Blood, but the traps and enemies are increasing in danger with every step they take.  What horrors await them in the final chamber?  We will soon find out...

Bifrons glares at Udrin. Alice: ...Is... the book... it's... talking... Bifrons: Ah yes... that. Grimoire Greshat: we all do, Lady Alice: ...What. Braith: Yeah, Alice, some weird shit went down in that tower. Misia: Two of them are more useful than one, sadly. Bifrons: It's... complicated. Braith: There was a huge shade, and then these three showed up and we got em to help us Ravenuk: now there's an understatement, Misia Grimoire Vert is laying on the ground, wallowing in misery in failure Alice: ...I... guess I'll ask more in a bit... Could you bring her inside so we can... you know.. get her a doctor? Bifrons: Of course. Her safety is my number one concern. Grimoire Greshat: Vert, get your page ridden ass out of the grass! or are you gonna let one fuck up get you so down? Grimoire Udrin: Goodness, woman. You're stronger than that. Grimoire Vert: -a muffled "I'm a book" is heard- Ravenuk: are the books yelling at each other, like siblings? or is it just me? Grimoire Udrin: You sound like a woman, and thus I shall refer to you as such. I happen to be a very manly book. Eurydice (GM): (Also I imagine Udrin to sound like Tim Curry) Teri G.: [oh god, I'm so sorry. I couldn't help it. XD] Bifrons: [So... many... good... quotes...] Teri G.: [And Tim Curry Urdin makes me so happy.] Misia: [We may as well post the entire chat to tumblr.] Braith: [pffffffft] Ravenuk: [why not?] Braith: [OH GOD] Eurydice (GM): (For Greshat, Dave Fennoy. -He does Rodin in Bayonetta.-) Misia: [It'd definitely help log everything] Braith: [and Ury, it's Urdin, not Udrin.] Eurydice (GM): (I mmay be dyslexic. Like, in all actuality.) Braith: [oh, my apologies. ] Eurydice (GM): (...Or just a shit typist.)_ Ravenuk: fuuuuuuuuuuuuuun Eurydice (GM): (I'm not sure which.) Braith: [Didn't mean to make you feel bad. X| ] Eurydice (GM): (It's cool.) Alice: [Alice is quick to usher her unconcious niece inside, and the two disappear into the hut soon enough.- *] [Feel free to take the next few minutes to discuss things] David B.: should I be worried that my itunes is now playing "putting on the Ritz? Braith: Well, ladies and gents, this was certainly a very odd afternoon. O_O Bifrons unsubtlely checks out Alice's ass as she heads in. Braith: [I KNEW IT! ] Ravenuk: yup, you love her, Bifrons. admit it! Braith: [Tumblr has never taught me wrong about anticipating possible ships!] Alice: [Alice rolls a natural 20 on her 'having a nice ass' check] Braith: [Nah bruh, she just has Attractive 2. +5 on checks towards people who think she gorgoues] *gorgeous* Ravenuk: [like Bifrons] Braith: [Which Braith also has. XD] Bifrons: Ravenuk, tell anyone and you wind up on the business end of my chainsaw. Braith: Pfft, he doesn't need to tell anyone. It's clear as day. Ravenuk: uh-huh. is that before or after I make a pin cushion out of you? Bifrons: You couldn't hit me if I was ten feet tall. We got proof of that earlier. Grimoire Greshat notches an arrow and draws it, aiming at Bifrons Grimoire Greshat: how much you wanna bet? Bifrons: [wrong face] Braith: How is the book holding a bow and arrow. (had to. XD) Ravenuk: [you know what I meant] Bifrons: You sure you wanna do this twig? Braith: Now, come on guys. No need to kill each other over your mutual love of alice. ;) (winky face doesn't register well here) Ravenuk: [Bifrons, what's your dodge?] Braith: [we are NOT descending into PVP this quickly, are we? ] Bifrons: [1, but Ravenuk doesn't know that.] Misia: ... I'm going to go get Dolo as well as my supplies. Ianthe's going to need more than some bedrest. -Misia flees the scene before she gets hit by a stray arrow and/or chainsaw- Ravenuk: [just curious] Bifrons: [and I hope we don't ACTUALLY come to blows.] Braith: (rolling diplomacy NOW) (also, are both of you attracted to women?) Bifrons: [I know Bifrons is.] Ravenuk: [yes, well. Ravenuk's attracted to anyone who looks good to him] Braith: [okay bitchin bonuses] rolling 1d20 + 10 ( 7 )+10 = 17 Guys, really, there's no need to kill each other over something as stupid as a crush. We won't say anything either, alright? Braith looks between the two with an exasperated expression Bifrons grumbles slightly, but stands down. Ravenuk: threaten me once more, and I WILL make a pin cushion of you, understand me, Bifrons? Bifrons: You can try. Ravenuk puts the arrow away, but looks VERY pissed off Braith: *sighs* Bifrons, I understand it gets a point across, but throwing your weight around like that isn't too redeeming on your part. Dolo: Is you know who threatening people not to mention you know what? Ravenuk: yes Bifrons mutters something about blacksmithing before walking off. Ravenuk walks off to his hut, trying to forget the whole debaccle Braith: *calms down a little after all the fighting is done with and turns to Ravenuk* Was it really nessecary to antagonize him like that? (or... not) Grimoire Udrin: A charming lot. Misia returns with varying amounts of bandages, rags, plants, and liquidy things in bottles that may or may not be safe Braith: Oh, hey Misia. Want any help with the medical stuff? And you hush, book. People are just on edge. We did almost die today... Misia: Oh, that'd be a great help! Here, take whatever you can get to without trouble. Dolo SHOULD be coming shortly. Dolo: [Grumble grumble false leg grumble] Braith: Oh, it's no problem. Hell, if we have a chicken or something, I suppose Urdin could help too. I dunno if we should turn to that though... Then again, mentioning all the you know whats that happened might not be a good idea ei- Oh Hai, Dolo! Dolo: [Brief wave] Grimoire Udrin: What sort of name is that? Braith: You're not one to talk, book. What's your name again? Dolo: ...Note to self, stop sampling products... Braith: [giggle snort] Grimoire Udrin: I am the Grimoire Urdin! Dolo: ...Right, the book won't stop talking... She's inside, right? Braith: oohr-deen? Yeah, you ain't no prize either. Grimoire Vert: -muffle muffle "grimoire vert" muffle- Braith: (literally how his name is pronounced) Dolo: I'm just going to go inside anyway. Ravenuk sits down inside the hut and meditates Grimoire Udrin: I should have known... You save someones life and this is how they repay you... Such is life... Braith: [right, to the shack. ^^;] Eurydice (GM): Assume that a full day passes before anything else occurs. In that time, what does everyone do? Ravenuk: [meditates, otherwise polishes the bow and repairs/makes new arrows] Bifrons: [Bifrons talks a bit with the local blacksmith about any interesting weapons, sketches a few plans for new things.] Braith: (you go first, Misia. :) ) Misia: [Misia works with Dolo to patch Ianthe up. Vert mopes some more, before deciding to try and be useful again.] Braith: [Help out Dolo and Misia whatever ways I can. Following that, go to the fields with the sheep and practice with Urdin. I was pleasantly surprised to find out he had ice powers, but not in the same small package as the fire. We'll have to work on that] [aka, whenever we get points from the sessions. :) ] Eurydice (GM): (Well, since it's getting pretty lateish now, and this is where there'd be a pause and me awarding points...) Ravenuk: [....] Bifrons: [stuff is being looked up, please hold.] Ravenuk: [roger] Eurydice (GM): Alright, 2 points for everyone, with the extra being for putting up with one adventure over two weeks and other shit. Bifrons: Sounds good to me. Braith: (extra? What extra?) Eurydice (GM): (For this portion of the adventure being split over two weeks) Bifrons: normally 1 per adventure. David B. is equally confused Braith: (oh wow, really? Our DM usually gives more than that, but whatevs.) (if that's what the book says. *shrug*) Bifrons: I'll probably plot with eury on how I'll spend my points later. Braith: (Then again, I think he gave us 3 that one time on account of a really hard boss.) Bifrons: Yeah, reggie was pretty much a medium/ mid-boss, so two is a good number. Braith: Dah. Making my alternate effects dynamic. Which means that I can shrink AND have ice at the same time. Costs more points. Scottsman L.: Well, I'll see you guys later. I'll be on skype if anyone needs me. Braith: (oh, are we stopping for the night?) Elise T.: Seems so Eurydice (GM): (I don't want a repeat of last week where we had to pause mid-combat D:) Braith: Oh, okay. :) You know what I did with my points, Eury. Eurydice (GM): Okay If anyone wants to ask me things or anything like that, I'll be on skype for the rest of...well, the night. Until I pass out at like 3am or so so no pressure Braith: night~!

Braith runs to the gal's side, trying to start looking her over. Gonna use my feat to initiate an Expertise: Doctor Ravenuk: if you wanna heal her, take that green thing too Misia vaguely wonders if she still has any spare supplies back home to get blood out of clothing as she goes to help Braith Braith: You're a doc, right Misia? rolling 1d20 + 5 ( 6 )+5 = 11 Misia: Hmm. I've got some training, yeah. Braith: I'm not too sure what's up... Ianthe: -You can see bruises and scratches, and even an odd bump in her leg that's possibly something broken- Grimoire Greshat: green pages, you're needed! Grimoire Vert: Yeah, yeah. So, about the healing thing... Bifrons: Oh goody, conditions. Grimoire Vert: Yeah. About that. I can heal alright! Anything and everything (maybe). I'm your book! Ravenuk glares at his book Ravenuk: you better not have any conditions! Grimoire Vert: But we need to have some plants around. For their life force. Grimoire Udrin: Or blood, if any's about. Ianthe: (I have decided on voices for each of the books. c: Nothing game changing, just a fun thing I went ahead and did.) Bifrons: Here. Bifrons hands over his chainsaw. Bifrons: Plenty of blood on that. Grimoire Udrin: (will that do, Eury?) (power says about a pint per healing) Eurydice (GM): Hmm... how bloody is that damn thing? Bifrons: [I drove it into reggie's face. Braith: Alternatively, if any of us is strong enough, we could carry Ianthe out? Bifrons: Actually, new idea, let's just use tall dark and ugly himself. Braith: [Is tall dark and ugly even around?] [I thought shades did the disappearing act after death?] Bookeeper Reginald: Blargle Ravenuk: [his corpse is near] Eurydice (GM): Hmm, he probably should disappear, though.. Bifrons: [good point] What about the dog? I'm sure it has plenty of blood? Braith: Don't you dare. Bifrons: Just brainstorming. Braith: Again, there is a field outside. Ravenuk: besides, I've heard dog makes good cooking Grimoire Vert: How crude... Braith: Stop talking about hurting Rufus, or I'll sick Urdin on you! D: Bifrons: Fine fine. Braith, hold this. Bifrons hands him the chainsaw. Bifrons: *her Braith: (how much does that thing weigh?) Bifrons: I can carry the girl. [It weighs exactly one chainsaw.] Braith: [...Well, I have strength 0. I'm seeing if Braith could carry that or not.] Eurydice (GM): Roll a strength check to see if you double over from the weight. Braith: (Hmn, it says strength zero can carry 24 kg?) Eurydice (GM): Then how much does a chainsaw weigh... Elise T.: [24kg is 53lbs] David B.: [it depends on the chainsaw, I've held some that were HEAVY] Elise T.: [The first chainsaw to come up on the website for Lowes is 10.8lbs] Bifrons: [Yeah, you can handle it.] Braith: [Okay then, so 0 isn't too bad on the strength scale. ^^;] OOf! Geez, this thing is kinda heavy for equipment. Bifrons: Kills damn well. Ravenuk: now you see why I prefer my bow Braith: Or my knives. Speaking off. Rufus, Fetch the Knives please? Bifrons: Right, up you go little missy. Rufus: *bark* *fetch* Bifrons hauls Ianthe onto his shoulders. Braith: *back to full capacity of knives! (4)* Bifrons: Right, let's get to the field before my back gives out. Braith: Agreed. Now bookie, blast anything if we see something, Kay? :) Grimoire Udrin: I am NOT some... ughhh... Braith: Thank you~! Bifrons: Hey Urdin, taking any bets? Grimoire Udrin: Do I look like I have any money or possessions TO bet?! Misia: Pages? Grimoire Vert: Just let it go... Bifrons: Well, you are a booky. Grimoire Udrin: . . . Grimoire Vert: . . . Grimoire Greshat: ...HA! Bifrons laughs. Braith: Okay, I know I tease the book, but that's pretty bad. XD Grimoire Greshat: he can stand it, he's been getting it from the rest of us for some time Bifrons lays Ianthe in the grass. Bifrons: Alright, work your magic. Grimoire Vert: Alright, alright. Lets see... plently of plant life around, good! Now, watch and be awed by my power! Grimoire Vert tries to be useful Bifrons: [pffft] Grimoire Vert: rolling 1d20 + 1 ( 5 )+1 = 6 Eurydice (GM): (I'm not entirely sure what you should roll here @-@) Bifrons: [pfffffft] Eurydice (GM): (Aaaaand ouch.) Grimoire Vert: [healing power, rank 1. I'm not sure either tbh] Braith: [I think you roll a healing check, unless you have the stabilize power attached to her healing. then it auto heals.] Bifrons: [One moment] Braith: [TOO THE BOOKS~!] Bifrons: [1d20 + ranks in healing] [DC ten, one condition for degrees of success.] Grimoire Vert: [Welp] Braith: . If the Healing check fails, you must wait one minute or use extra effort in order to try again We can just handwave it because of time? Bifrons: [Yeah, we can say the took ten] Braith: [and that.] [We're not threatened.] Bifrons: [Hell, we can say they took 20, we aren't in any rush.] Eurydice (GM): Pretty much She's not like, bleeding out or anything Bifrons: [one patch of dead grass later...] Grimoire Vert: W-wait, let me try again! I fumbled is all! We've been sitting on that shelf for a really long time, I'll have you know! Grimoire Vert attempts to redeem itself Grimoire Vert: rolling 1d20 + 1 ( 9 )+1 = 10 Grimoire Udrin: I still think that blood would have worked. A life for a life, after all.. Why you are so reluctant with your dog, I've no idea. Braith: *swipes at the book with a hand* Don't talk about Rufus like that! D: And Look, greenie did nothing to anyone to help out Ianthe! Grimoire Greshat: it's just a dog, what's the deal? Braith: He's my best buddy! >:( Rufus: *hearts* Braith: [So is Ianthe awake yet?] Eurydice (GM): Nope. She doesn't stir. She was in a tower with a broken leg for three days without food or water. Braith: [But I thought we took 20 on the healing?] [Oh right. that] Eurydice (GM): (Speaking of which, I think 3 days is the limit on how long you can go without water...) (...bETTER HAUL ASS) Bifrons: Great, more carrying. Let's move, assholes, I don't like hauling corpses. Grimoire Greshat: if y'all don't save her, at least y'all got something to eat Ravenuk looks at the book Bifrons: Dude, gross. Braith: that's...horrifying. Misia: ... Sheep: -dude what the fuck- Grimoire Greshat: WHAT?!?!? Misia: Well, lets get going. I don't have anything that could possibly help her on me. It'd be better to get her back to the village at any rate. Bifrons: [oh god can't stop laughing] Braith: Good idea, Misia. Let's stop lollygagging then. Grimoire Vert droops in shame from failure Eurydice (GM): (I personally like to imagine Vert being voiced by Maggie Smith c:) Bifrons straightens his posture the moment Alice comes into view. Braith: (that name sounds really familiar) Misia: [Pretty fitting actually] Grimoire Greshat walks closer to Bifrons David B.: [sorry, that was meant for the character, not the book] Ravenuk: what, you have a thing for Alice, or what, Bifrons? Alice: [Upon seeing Ianthe's unconcious form among the group, Alice rushes forward, nearly tripping over herself] Oh my god! What happened?! Bifrons: She was attacked by a shade. It was a hard battle, but I managed to slay it with the help of the rest of the group. Grimoire Udrin: You mean I blew it to kingdom come!

Grimoire Greshat starts singing Sloop John B Scottsman L.: I think it's safe to say that nobody here is entirely sane. David B.: sanity is over rated Eurydice (GM): Awareness is the enemy of sanity, for once you hear the screaming, it never stops. Scottsman L.: I'm 95% sure that's a quote. Eurydice (GM): It's literally the first line in The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls. Scottsman L.: Awesome. Here's hoping we don't get ground into a fine red paste. Eurydice (GM): Reginald's not one for grinding. He wants to keep you all in jars... Scottsman L.: Oh well in that case. Elise T.: Huh. I just used some fine red paste kept in a jay a day or two ago to cook with. *jar. Not jay. :p David B.: think I need to rerollinitiative *reroll initiative Eurydice (GM): I have what your initiative was, hold up There we go Scottsman L. strokes his beard menacingly. Eurydice (GM) didn't put up creepy music on purpose David B. holds up a razor and studies Scottsman's beard, grinning Scottsman L.: Oh, I have no reason to stroke my beard menacingly. It's just my default expression. David B.: Eurydice, I dunno what creepy music y'all got goin, but I'm blasting Harry Chapin Eurydice (GM): Aww, party pooper. David B.: :-P I could change to Apocalyptica, if you think that'd help any? Eurydice (GM): I'm not even sure I can fit this particular piece into the campaign proper I just like it a lot. David B.: what? brb Scottsman L.: This is a pretty good piece. Maybe for some temple overtaken by plants. Eurydice (GM): Thank you for breaking rule #1: Don't give the DM ideas~ Scottsman L.: No regrets. How much longer do you guys figure we should wait for Teri? David B.: no idea Elise T.: I was going to say until 8, but maybe 20 minutes is too long of a time? I don't have her number, unfortunately David B.: only person I have the number is the DM Eurydice (GM): Not anymore 'cause my phone broke. David B.: how so? Eurydice (GM): It just broke? David B.: oh Scottsman L.: Well, they're online it looks like. God I love this song. David B.: Teri's coming in Eurydice (GM): Cannot get enough of this soundtrack, for real. David B. plays Mettalica's Sanitarium Scottsman L.: We ready to roll(play)? David B.: yup Teri G.: Give me a couple minutes to get food/bathroom/etc. I literally just walked in my room and opened my computer. @_@ Again, I'm so sorry Ravenuk: no rush Eurydice (GM): I need to get something for my acid reflux as well Scottsman L.: I can use this time for coffee. Ravenuk: food might be a good idea Eurydice (GM): Yes, I declare this a pre-game snack run~ Scottsman L.: Mmmmh, coffee Teri G.: Ready at battle station Bookeeper Reginald: *Prepare yer books* Elise T.: Books prepared! Ravenuk notches an arrow Bifrons revs his chainsaw/ Ianthe bleeds a bit on the floor Ravenuk: you and that chainsaw Elise T. grabs her useless book Elise T.: derp Grimoire Vert: Excuse you bitch Ravenuk: lol Misia: Excuse you for having very specific conditions for use Bifrons: Mmmh, delicious sass. Braith: Book ready! I just hope it can do something aside from boasting... >.> Grimoire Udrin: We're RUSTY! Grimoire Greshat: You look pretty blueish to me. Grimoire Udrin: ....... Ravenuk: well, you are Braith: But a very pretty blue. :) Reminds me of tales of the oceans Bifrons: [Well, if we're all ready, I think it's Braith's turn.] Braith: (Okay then! ) (Or was it your turn, Misia?) Misia: [Rip everyone within 30 feet. At least make sure our gravestones look nice] Braith: [I already asked Eury bout that] Bookeeper Reginald: (-singing- Oh it's baaaaad luck to be you...) Braith: [I gave up Lightning to fix that.] Misia: [B comes before M!] [:O] Braith: Activating my Alternate Effect, Braith shouts: "Just hit that thing with something hard! AND DON'T HIT THE OTHERS!" In this case, a 5 foot square of fire now lights up Reginald. Roll a dodge check, Eury? Bookeeper Reginald: (I thought you needed to roll to see if you hit him first?) Braith: It's a Burst. You roll to dodge it. Bookeeper Reginald: (Alright then) rolling 1d20 + 8 ( 17 )+8 = 25 Braith: You still take half damage, which in this case, would be 2 fire I can copy pasta the stuff from the book? Bifrons: [Just roll toughness-1 (cause he has that wound) against 17. Bookeeper Reginald: rolling 1d20 + 1 ( 2 )+1 = 3 Braith: woooooo Bookeeper Reginald: (That's gonna sting like a bitch) The bookkeeper recoils, letting out a loud, metallic hiss. Bifrons: [Three degrees of failure, let me see what happens.] [Staggered and another wound.] [if he gets staggered again, he's down.] Ravenuk: [and the archer will aim for the base of his skull] [and pray like a motherfucker for a natural 20] Braith: Hold up, it's Misia's turn Misia: Misia grabs the green book that landed beside her, and shakes it, asking, "So, what do you do!? Burn things?! Freeze things!?" Grimoire Vert: "Heal things!" :D Ravenuk facepalms Misia Misia resists the urge to use the book as a weapon and stabs at Reginald instead Bifrons can't help but laugh. Braith represses the urge to snicker Ianthe is unconcious but if she wasn't, would probably remark on that in some manner. Misia: rolling 1d20 + 3 ( 7 )+3 = 10 I blame the book. Grimoire Vert: Charming. Grimoire Greshat: is that the best you can do? Misia: At least I can do things, unlike a certain green book. Bookeeper Reginald: The Bookkeeper stands up straight, revealing his full, unnatural height: Ten feel tall, with a slim, unnatural, and disproportioned frame. Grimoire Greshat laughs Bookeeper Reginald: He opens his mouth and screeches loudly at the group, an unnatural sounds~ Bifrons: Oh fuck. Bookeeper Reginald: (Rolling intimidation check) rolling 1d20 + 7 ( 2 )+7 = 9 Ravenuk: HAHAHAHAHAHA Braith: [We get will saves, right?] Bookeeper Reginald: ...And he ends up choking on a bit of his own bile in the process. It's not terribly frightening. Ravenuk curls up on the floor laughing hard Braith: *whispers to urdin* Say something witty, the rest of them ar. *are* Bifrons: Maybe I can help get that out of your throat! Grimoire Udrin: I am not some machine in which you can demand it do things! Ugh... Bifrons swings with his chainsaw. Grimoire Greshat: unlike some green thing we all know Grimoire Vert: [GLARE] Bifrons: rolling 1d20+2 ( 6 )+2 = 8 [WHELP] Braith: If you don't wanna get stuck back on that shelf, blue boy...Girl? (You never specified. XD) YOU HAD BETTER HELP OUT Grimoire Greshat: I don't think even IT knows which one it is Grimoire Udrin: What do you think I'm trying to do, make pies?! Eurydice (GM): (Vert has a feminine voice, the other two have masculine voices.) Misia: [Noted for future reference] Braith: [Yup! Now, it's archer boy's turn, right? Unless Bifrons was gonna move?] Bifrons: [go right ahead Arrow. Ravenuk: rolling 1d20 + 6 ( 15 )+6 = 21 Bifrons: [I think that might actually hit...] Ravenuk: [attempts to shoot Reginald] Bookeeper Reginald: (I'm pretty sure that's a hit) (Rolling toughness) rolling 1d20 ( 18 ) = 18 Bifrons: [Arrow is 2 damage, right?] Ravenuk: looking now, but my PDF reader's going slower than a slug Braith: [Bow damage is 3] [Just looked it up] Bifrons: [I think that means regi is fine. Braith: [But regi has two wouns] *wounds* [That's a minus 2 to his save] Bifrons: [toughness is normally two for him] Braith: [OH!] [Nevermind me. ^^:] [Gonna do anything else, Rav? If not, it's my turn then.] Ravenuk: [one sec] look book, think you could help out? Grimoire Greshat: and do what? Bookeeper Reginald: (You already did one attack, you can't do a second, I don't think) Bifrons: [his book has a movement power I think] Ravenuk: [until we figure that out, Braith, you're up] Braith: [Understood] [Hate to be a one trick pony, but until I get more power points, my effects aren't quite dynamic yet.] Braith looks happily suprised by what Urdin was able to do: "Do that again! It seemed to work! :D" Braith: [Roll a dodge again, Eury] Grimoire Udrin: rolling 1d20 + 8 ( 17 )+8 = 25 (Shit) Ravenuk: [nice] Bookeeper Reginald: (I can't keep track of whose face I'm on) Braith: [Mkay now toughness at a 17 please?] [and that happens to me too. It's cool. :)] Bookeeper Reginald: rolling 1d20 + ( 4 ) = 4 Braith: O_O Ravenuk: [SHIT!!] Bifrons: [And he's down!] Misia: [Hoorah!] Braith: [Well, he's technically unconcious.] [We can co de grace him if we so choose] Ravenuk let's out a battle cry happily Bookeeper Reginald: The bookeeper snarls as he falls, hitting his head on the bookshelf as he does. He lies unmoving on the floor, but he has not completely ceased movement. Braith: GOOD BOOK! VERY GOOD BOOK! *hugs Urdin* Grimoire Udrin: Take that foul-AUGH! Grimoire Greshat: well I'll be.....you actually did something Grimoire Udrin: Oh, shove it in your pages... Grimoire Vert: Now now, children... Braith: *is jumping up and down in glee while still hugging Urdin* Grimoire Greshat: when and where Bookeeper Reginald: -Do you go ahead and finish the bookkeeper once and for all? Or will you rush to aid the unconscious niece first?- Bifrons drives his chainsaw into the things face. Braith: [Why not both? The stronger ones can kill of Reggie, and the rest can get the gal] Bookeeper Reginald: -Well that answers that question- Ravenuk shoots an arrow into the base of Reginald's skull

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