(6:45:39 PM) You have just entered room "sean30x."
(6:45:41 PM) Besyanteo has entered the room.
(6:45:43 PM) CGNakibe has entered the room.
(6:46:16 PM) SongstressEnlil has entered the room.
Idran1701 (6:46:22 PM): Hey, all.
Besyanteo (6:46:34 PM): http://xkcd.com/c31.html
Idran1701 (6:46:37 PM): It'll be a few minutes while I get some notes together and double-check some things. 10 at most.
Besyanteo (6:46:38 PM): Hiya
SongstressEnlil (6:48:02 PM): *KORG*
Besyanteo (6:50:29 PM): *counters with Corgi*
SongstressEnlil (6:50:50 PM): *::Follows the pack::*
CGNakibe (6:52:56 PM): Please no hit Gurgi. Gurgi be good, Gurgi promise! ;_;
Idran1701 (6:54:20 PM): All right! Ready on my end.
Idran1701 (6:54:27 PM): Any last-minute queries/comments before we begin?
SongstressEnlil (6:54:47 PM): *Can we have brownies?*
Idran1701 (6:55:00 PM): Yes, but they'll steal your shoes.
Idran1701 (6:55:19 PM): And tug on your hair/fur.
Besyanteo (6:55:37 PM): I have one question.
Idran1701 (6:55:39 PM): Hmm?
Besyanteo (6:55:41 PM): How are you today?
Idran1701 (6:56:17 PM): Pretty good! Had a math test that went really well, didn't do much else today.
Besyanteo (6:56:40 PM): http://xkcd.com/c222.html
Idran1701 (6:56:47 PM): :D
Besyanteo (6:57:09 PM): Anyway, ready.
Idran1701 (6:57:36 PM): <WELL THEN>
SongstressEnlil (6:58:02 PM): <Mustapha Ibrahim>
Besyanteo (6:59:19 PM): <That Guy>
Idran1701 (6:59:24 PM): After a somewhat worrisome encounter with a ni'iath, the duo has managed to return to solid ground, standing at the plateau atop the
Dothion-side of the spire.
SongstressEnlil (6:59:54 PM): *Standing? Oh no. He's all but spread-eagled on the ground right now*
Idran1701 (6:59:55 PM): Though the trip up was a job and a half, it's all downstairs from here, something they are likely both a bit thankful for.
CGNakibe (7:00:39 PM): (Land! LAAAAND! *hugs*)
SongstressEnlil (7:01:04 PM): *Pant. Pant.*
Besyanteo (7:01:36 PM): *already sleeping off the pain somewheres close to the two legger*
Idran1701 (7:02:41 PM): This side of the pillar looks almost as crowded as the far side, with people selling, camping, disembarking, and arriving fairly regularly.
Idran1701 (7:03:10 PM): The two find a small, somewhat secluded spot against the far wall to indulge themselves in their period of rest. Not the most comfortable of
spots, but at least it's solid ground.
(7:04:12 PM) NebbieQ has entered the room.
Besyanteo (7:04:18 PM): (*TACKLE*)
Besyanteo (7:04:21 PM): (HI!)
Idran1701 (7:04:41 PM): (How long are the two of them planning to rest here before heading on, by the way?)
Besyanteo (7:05:56 PM): (Until the two legger gets back up)
SongstressEnlil (7:06:45 PM): (Karl will be there for some minutes, in a combination of exhaustion and recovering from abject terror)
Idran1701 (7:06:59 PM): (*nod*)
Besyanteo (7:07:40 PM): (Hee. Moral relativity.)
Idran1701 (7:08:24 PM): Karl spends some time relaxing on the dirt-and-rock platform; before long, he can feel the fear of recent events begin to fade, though there's
still a slight feeling of burning through his muscles after the exertion of the climb.
SongstressEnlil (7:09:45 PM): *Once he gets over the shakes, and feels he can stand without clinging to the wall in terror or falling over from exhaustion, he'll stand*
Besyanteo (7:11:55 PM): *stands, and shakes out. Whiens a little as his wound aches maddeningly from doing so*
Idran1701 (7:12:00 PM): As the two relax, they catch the eye of a not entirely-poor looking fellow (though not exactly rich, either), strolling by. He speaks up to Karl
as he nears. Ah, you're looking like something of an exhausted sort, friend.
SongstressEnlil (7:12:33 PM): *Nods* Quite a few things, really.
Idran1701 (7:13:31 PM): Well, I think I've got just the thing for you. 5 silver for a dose of something that'll fill you right back up with vim and vigor!
SongstressEnlil (7:14:05 PM): What is it?
Idran1701 (7:17:22 PM): Ah, nothing more than a drink, mixed myself by my own recipe! Ysgardian apples and cherries, melons from the City of Glass, and a few of my...own
ingredients. *smiles*
Idran1701 (7:17:36 PM): I'll even let you sample a taste, no charge.
SongstressEnlil (7:17:59 PM): *Glances to Guy*
Besyanteo (7:19:36 PM): *looks at the Guy*
Besyanteo (7:19:55 PM): *Can Guy smell the drink?*
Idran1701 (7:20:32 PM): (He can; he can pick out the fruits, and a few spices as well. Smells kind of good, actually; not great, but not horrible.
Besyanteo (7:20:33 PM): (... See, I make stupid typos like this while tired, and the whole contex spirals out of control)
Idran1701 (7:20:59 PM): (...I didn't even notice the typo until you pointed it out, heh. :D
Besyanteo (7:21:49 PM): ... I do not smell urine or snake in this. This is an improvement over the last "miracle drink" seller I have met. I do not want any, though.
Idran1701 (7:22:36 PM): *blinks in surprise at Guy, but not much more* Urine or snake? Oh, you wound me with even that much of an implication!
Idran1701 (7:22:45 PM): But you needn't worry; the offer still stands!
SongstressEnlil (7:23:11 PM): Well, he could wound you with his teeth, he's quite good at it. *friendly grin*
Besyanteo (7:23:36 PM): *just sits and looks intense. Is he doing that on purpose?*
SongstressEnlil (7:23:37 PM): Thinking about my current situation, and the nature of Bytopia, I think I don't have the silver to spare.
Idran1701 (7:25:03 PM): Are you certain, sir? It seems you could well use a bit of my elixir to re-energize yourself.
Besyanteo (7:25:39 PM): I would argue that we need to be healed.
Besyanteo (7:25:52 PM): *licks at his sizeable wound absently*
SongstressEnlil (7:25:52 PM): Well, it's all downhill from here. And if it's anything like up there, I'll need every bent copper t- quite.
Idran1701 (7:26:46 PM): Healers, you say? Ah, I'm sure you can find one or two of that trade around here.
Idran1701 (7:28:03 PM): Both magical and not, as you may desire.
SongstressEnlil (7:28:19 PM): Could you recommend us?
Idran1701 (7:29:31 PM): Ah, certainly! Of which were you interested in?
Idran1701 (7:29:47 PM): If you want to hold onto your funds that tightly, I would assume one of the nonmagical persuasion?
SongstressEnlil (7:30:23 PM): *Nods* If you can get us a discount, I'd be happy to buy a few vials worth of your elixir with what I save.
Idran1701 (7:32:01 PM): *smiles* Well, how can I refuse that offer? I shall be back shortly.
Besyanteo (7:32:56 PM): (... Fuck you XKCD. Now I actually like the carebear stare attack.)
Idran1701 (7:33:04 PM): (?)
Besyanteo (7:33:14 PM): ( http://xkcd.com/c146.html )
Besyanteo (7:33:28 PM): (I could have used this when my brother was harassing me to get on MySpace.)
Idran1701 (7:33:32 PM): (Heh.)
Idran1701 (7:33:43 PM): (How can you not like the ability to shoot a laser out of your torso, though? :D)
Idran1701 (7:33:47 PM): (Even a laser of happiness!)
Besyanteo (7:34:19 PM): (Hee.)
Idran1701 (7:35:00 PM): *the merchant heads off, nodding to the pair, leaving them to sit to themselves for now*
SongstressEnlil (7:35:28 PM): *Quietly* Let's hope the one he finds is fairly reliable.
NebbieQ (7:38:11 PM): (Merchant: Hey there buddy, I've got some friends who need a lot of help ... Spob: How'd you get into my living room?)
Besyanteo (7:39:03 PM): (Har! Also, brb)
Idran1701 (7:39:17 PM): (Well, at least he'd be used to working around fur. :D)
SongstressEnlil (7:51:09 PM): (Test)
Idran1701 (7:51:14 PM): (Waiting on BEs.)
SongstressEnlil (7:52:31 PM): (Hahah. Lowtax is going to write a Cliff Yablonksi book :D)
Idran1701 (7:52:56 PM): (Huh.)
SongstressEnlil (7:53:28 PM): (Announced it in BYOB. I wonder if SASS has a thread about it yet?)
Besyanteo (7:55:12 PM): (Back)
Idran1701 (7:56:01 PM): (Welcome back.)
Besyanteo (7:56:11 PM): (Danke)
Besyanteo (7:56:20 PM): *Waiting all patient like*
Besyanteo (7:57:02 PM): IM: It feels like I might have broken a rib...
Idran1701 (7:57:10 PM): After the passage of a few further minutes, the merchant returns, a human-looking man with white, feathery hair following behind. Well,
found someone willing to take care of you on the cheap.
Idran1701 (7:57:35 PM): *carrying a satchel at his side* This man tells me you're looking for some aid?
Besyanteo (7:58:09 PM): Yes, please.
SongstressEnlil (7:58:36 PM): *Nods.* We encountered a ni'iath. I believe he has taken the worst of it, though.
Idran1701 (7:58:53 PM): *nods to the two* ...Oh, yes, that's a nasty looking wound, there. Hope you don't mind if I take care of him first?
Besyanteo (8:00:13 PM): *says nothing!*
SongstressEnlil (8:00:15 PM): *Nods* Please.
Idran1701 (8:01:32 PM): *he kneels down to Guy, taking out a few ointments and salves and a roll of bandages* I won't ask for much, just a gold piece for the two
of you.
SongstressEnlil (8:02:20 PM): More than adequate, I think.
Idran1701 (8:02:50 PM): *looks to Guy* Can you roll onto your side?
Besyanteo (8:03:14 PM): *he complies!*
Idran1701 (8:03:56 PM): *and the healer gets to work, cleaning the wound; a bit painful, but he works as delicately as he can*
Besyanteo (8:04:42 PM): *Remains still as he can! Also does his best to remain wuiet*
Besyanteo (8:04:48 PM): (quiet* even)
Idran1701 (8:04:50 PM): *The treatment continues, and the wound begins to feel a little numb as he applies the compounds*
Besyanteo (8:05:14 PM): (Mmm. Space Empires sound track makes me happy.)
Idran1701 (8:06:26 PM): *as he works, he begins looking over, trying to find signs of any other injuries* Does it hurt anywhere else?
Idran1701 (8:06:28 PM): (Test.)
Idran1701 (8:06:32 PM): (Okay, just a little lag.)
Besyanteo (8:06:56 PM): *Does it?!*
Besyanteo (8:07:08 PM): *He did lose 2/3 of his HP from one good smack*
Idran1701 (8:08:12 PM): (It aches all over his torso, mostly along his side near the wound, but a bit around the harness straps too.)
Besyanteo (8:09:04 PM): *relays this information! This isn't being lazy, nope!*
Idran1701 (8:09:24 PM): (:D)
Idran1701 (8:09:56 PM): *nodding, he begins prodding along his sides* Do you mind if I remove this?
Besyanteo (8:10:06 PM): You may.
Idran1701 (8:11:22 PM): *he does, and continues, eventually hitting a tender spot about halfway down Guy's rib cage and a bit to the right, near the front of the
chest*
Besyanteo (8:12:39 PM): (sorry, was distracted)
Idran1701 (8:12:48 PM): (No problem.)
SongstressEnlil (8:12:51 PM): *In the meantime, he produces two gold for Shysterson* Four, please.
Besyanteo (8:13:01 PM): *He'll whine both times and announce that a spot has been found!*
Idran1701 (8:13:16 PM): *smiles* Ah, certainly.
Idran1701 (8:14:12 PM): *taking the money, he hands four vials over to Karl* Now, I wouldn't recommend taking more than two of these in a day. And even that's only if you
really need it.
SongstressEnlil (8:14:48 PM): *Nods* Thank you.
Idran1701 (8:14:49 PM): It looks like you might have a slight bruised rib. It's not too bad, though.
Besyanteo (8:15:39 PM): Good.
Besyanteo (8:15:49 PM): (Also: Ha. You just bought Red Bull.)
Idran1701 (8:16:12 PM): (Nah, Guy couldn't smell any urine.)
CGNakibe (8:16:26 PM): (Besides, I doubt it would give him even rudimentary flight.)
Besyanteo (8:17:04 PM): (Hee.)
Idran1701 (8:17:23 PM): *Applying a bit more ointment, the healer begins bandaging up Guy. It's already starting to feel a bit better; though that's mostly from
the numbness setting in, to be fair.*
Idran1701 (8:17:51 PM): (2 hp restored to Guy.)
Besyanteo (8:17:58 PM): *numbness>pain*
Besyanteo (8:18:01 PM): (noted)
Idran1701 (8:18:26 PM): *and he moves on to Karl* And where are you most injured?
SongstressEnlil (8:19:15 PM): Here. *Indicates his side* It bit me. I did what I could for it, which is not much.
SongstressEnlil (8:20:34 PM): *Having shrugged off his pack for optimal collapsing, earlier, access to it should be easy*
Besyanteo (8:20:37 PM): (Healer: SIN'GAYA! *chops off Karl's stomach*)
Idran1701 (8:20:40 PM): *nods* Well, I don't believe they're poisonous, at least.
SongstressEnlil (8:21:22 PM): I hope not.
Idran1701 (8:21:44 PM): There's not much privacy here, but would you remind removing this bit of your clothing, so I can better apply my salves?
SongstressEnlil (8:22:16 PM): *Lifts his shirt a bit more.*
Idran1701 (8:23:03 PM): *nodding in thanks, he begins his work*
Idran1701 (8:23:19 PM): *it's not long before Karl feels a bit of numbness setting in himself*
Idran1701 (8:24:55 PM): *not long after, his injury's bandaged as well* Anywhere else?
Idran1701 (8:25:06 PM): (1 hp healed for Karl.)
SongstressEnlil (8:25:11 PM): *Shakes his head*
SongstressEnlil (8:25:16 PM): Thank you.
Idran1701 (8:25:22 PM): *nods* I'm glad I could help.
Idran1701 (8:26:03 PM): And as for my payment?
SongstressEnlil (8:26:48 PM): *Produces a gold for him, having dug it out whilst paying Shysterson.*
Besyanteo (8:26:50 PM): (HEaler: that's 4 gold for labor... ah ha, and 58 for materials!)
CGNakibe (8:27:08 PM): (Bes has this backwards. >:{{{ )
Idran1701 (8:27:23 PM): *nods* I wish you a good journey on your way.
Besyanteo (8:27:26 PM): (Hee. IF you say so. :o)
SongstressEnlil (8:27:30 PM): (Karl: The good thing about you being a healer is that I won't feel too bad when I hit you with this staff a bunch of times, since you can take care
of it.)
Besyanteo (8:27:36 PM): (Remember, this is DnD)
CGNakibe (8:27:53 PM): (Shush, you, quit ruining the dream. ;_; )
SongstressEnlil (8:27:57 PM): And may you fortunes be bright.
SongstressEnlil (8:29:03 PM): *Gathers his stuff.* Are you ready, Guy?
Besyanteo (8:29:40 PM): Yes. *moves to follow!*
SongstressEnlil (8:29:54 PM): *Downwards bound!*
SongstressEnlil (8:30:27 PM): *After clearing the crowd, he'll sample one of those Fraudwort Tonics.*
Besyanteo (8:30:33 PM): *Like that movie with the dogs, but interesting*
Idran1701 (8:30:45 PM): (Taking a sample, or drinking a full one?)
SongstressEnlil (8:31:33 PM): (Sip, drinking the full if it doesn't turn out to be toxic or really nasty)
Idran1701 (8:32:01 PM): (It is neither!)
SongstressEnlil (8:32:50 PM): (Hoi. Can I get a 20 minute break? Got something to take care of)
Idran1701 (8:32:54 PM): (Sure.)
SongstressEnlil (8:32:58 PM): (Thanks)
Idran1701 (8:33:00 PM): (Everything all right?)
SongstressEnlil (8:33:10 PM): (Yeah, just need to help out with something)
Idran1701 (8:33:15 PM): (*nod*)
Besyanteo (8:41:18 PM): (MY Kayak travels through time. Just like everything else.)
Besyanteo (8:46:07 PM): (... wow. I just went through the entire XKCD archive and saw all of the alt text, while reading all of the comics, in one evening.)
Idran1701 (8:46:30 PM): (:D)
Besyanteo (8:46:50 PM): (.. Mmm. My favorite SE5 track.)
CGNakibe (8:47:06 PM): (*listens to Valkyrie Profile - Behave Irrationally*)
Besyanteo (8:47:07 PM): (I am sending you this. Because it is excellent.)
SongstressEnlil (8:58:22 PM): (Back)
Idran1701 (8:59:07 PM): *Karl tries one of the tonics...and it does seem to help some. He's feeling a good deal less worn out now.*
SongstressEnlil (9:00:03 PM): This isn't too bad, really...
SongstressEnlil (9:00:39 PM): *Picks up the pace a bit*
Idran1701 (9:01:16 PM): (And any objections to my timeskipping the next day of travel and picking it up after you hit the ground proper?)
SongstressEnlil (9:01:31 PM): (Nay)
Idran1701 (9:02:21 PM): (You good with it, Bes?)
Besyanteo (9:02:49 PM): (Hm? Go ahead. Sorry, getting all wrapped up in conversations)
Idran1701 (9:03:00 PM): (*nod*)
Idran1701 (9:04:33 PM): The trip down is fairly uneventful, and the pair reach the foot of the pillar as evening falls.
Idran1701 (9:05:30 PM): Though the two seem to be in luck, as there doesn't seem to be a toll on exit from the pillar here.
Idran1701 (9:05:54 PM): Merely a road winding off and away, and a small village much like the one above.
Idran1701 (9:06:18 PM): This one also mostly a mixture of humans and gnomes, it seems, though leaning more towards the latter in this case.
Idran1701 (9:08:09 PM): (They can find most things one could expect from a village that erupted around "tourism, if Karl wants to take care of any purchases
while here. Though I can assume that's likely not the case.)
SongstressEnlil (9:08:31 PM): (Not really. Just a decent bed.)
Idran1701 (9:08:38 PM): (*nod*)
Besyanteo (9:09:38 PM): (Still playying the following game! And not being uppity or energetic like he normally would.)
Idran1701 (9:11:41 PM): A couple of inns can be seen along the trail, and it doesn't take long for Karl to find one with an opening for the night.
Idran1701 (9:11:48 PM): (Sorry, a bit distracted myself there.)
SongstressEnlil (9:13:25 PM): *No hunger means no frills. Mostly he is looking to collapse and make up for the prior night and today's goings on*
Idran1701 (9:14:06 PM): Karl finds something nice and cheap. Only 7 silver for the two of them for the night; a comfortable "bed" (more of a packed mass of
dirt, really), but a bit more natural than Karl might be used to.
SongstressEnlil (9:14:39 PM): *Karl didn't march down a mountain to sleep in dirt. =[*
Idran1701 (9:15:29 PM): The next inn down is a bit spendier, but it has real furniture, at least. 12 silver for the pair of them.
SongstressEnlil (9:15:49 PM): *That's the one.*
Idran1701 (9:16:21 PM): (Anything they'll be doing after the night's rest but before heading out?)
Besyanteo (9:16:39 PM): (either of their hunger spells need refreshing?)
Idran1701 (9:17:51 PM): (Guy does, Karl's still has another day.)
Besyanteo (9:18:03 PM): (Then he'll work on that.)
Idran1701 (9:18:20 PM): (*nod*)
Idran1701 (9:18:27 PM): (Anything from Karl? :O)
SongstressEnlil (9:18:35 PM): (Directions for <town>)
Idran1701 (9:19:43 PM): (Grandin. And they haven't heard of it here, but they pointed Karl to an outpost on the outskirts of the Golden Hills where a guide hires
himself out.)
Idran1701 (9:22:03 PM): The next morning, the two head out along the trail, resuming their journey once more on level ground.
Idran1701 (9:22:55 PM): After an hour or two, the outpost's can be spotted ahead. It's...strange looking, to be sure.
Idran1701 (9:24:29 PM): Though it doesn't have the dirt hovel-look most gnomes have, it's not human either. It looks to be made of stone, a near-perfect cube 6
foot to a side.
Idran1701 (9:24:36 PM): (Piled stones, that is.)
Idran1701 (9:24:41 PM): (Not a single block.)
SongstressEnlil (9:25:16 PM): Interesting.
Besyanteo (9:25:17 PM): ... this looks strange.
SongstressEnlil (9:27:35 PM): *Approaches!*
Besyanteo (9:28:56 PM): *follows*
Idran1701 (9:28:58 PM): The two head up; there doesn't seem to be a door, just an open doorway facing the trail. The inside's fairly dark, with the two of them
barely able to spy what looks to be a gnome reclining on a bed near the back.
Besyanteo (9:30:21 PM): *his ears flatten and he steps back a pace*
Besyanteo (9:30:50 PM): *quitely* it stinks.
SongstressEnlil (9:31:37 PM): *Frowns at Guy's comment, and looks about for a bell or any other means of summoning attention apart from shouting*
Besyanteo (9:32:10 PM): I do not like this.
Idran1701 (9:32:43 PM): Looking around, he sees...a whistle on a small platform next to the door.
Idran1701 (9:32:53 PM): Looks to be tied to the structure.
SongstressEnlil (9:33:33 PM): *Takes it, rubs it on his sleeve for good luck and cleansing, then gives it a small toot*
Besyanteo (9:33:52 PM): (ear pains? Or no?)
Idran1701 (9:34:02 PM): (Probably a bit, yeah. :D)
Besyanteo (9:34:22 PM): *he intakes breathe sharply, but atleast he doesn't freak out*
Idran1701 (9:34:45 PM): There's a shrill toot, and he can spot the gnome sit up and turn to look at the pair. He speaks up, with something of a nasal monotone to
his voice.
Idran1701 (9:35:03 PM): Oh! Guests!
SongstressEnlil (9:35:38 PM): Good day.
SongstressEnlil (9:35:47 PM): I understand you work as a guide?*
Idran1701 (9:36:18 PM): I would say today is an average day in the general scheme of things.
Idran1701 (9:36:26 PM): I do, yes!
Idran1701 (9:36:31 PM): You are needing to be guided?
SongstressEnlil (9:37:25 PM): Yes. We are bound for Grandin.
Besyanteo (9:38:01 PM): *his ears tilt forward and he looks like a very confused puppy now*
Idran1701 (9:38:04 PM): *tilts his head* Grandin...yes, I know Grandin.
SongstressEnlil (9:38:34 PM): IM: What a curious fellow.
SongstressEnlil (9:38:41 PM): How much will it take?
Idran1701 (9:39:34 PM): ...35 hours.
SongstressEnlil (9:40:09 PM): *Nods* For what price?
Besyanteo (9:41:22 PM): ("SOULS!")
Besyanteo (9:41:35 PM): (Karl: OK, seriously. That wasn't funny when Lil was doing it either.)
SongstressEnlil (9:42:03 PM): (Karl: Well, it is a little funnier coming from a gnome)
Idran1701 (9:42:25 PM): For a price of...*some sort of strange clicking noise comes from the gnome*...13 gold, 4 silver, and 6 copper.
Besyanteo (9:43:15 PM): *backs off another step*
SongstressEnlil (9:43:26 PM): I'll give you ten gold, and a couple bottles of elixir.
Besyanteo (9:43:38 PM): Karl.
Besyanteo (9:43:43 PM): It is metal.
Idran1701 (9:44:04 PM): Metal? No, I am a gnome.
SongstressEnlil (9:44:23 PM): IM: No worse than a talking wolf, really.
Besyanteo (9:44:45 PM): (Hee. I love how perspective works in sitautions like this.)
SongstressEnlil (9:45:14 PM): Regardless, will that price be sufficient?
Idran1701 (9:45:28 PM): *he looks to Karl again* I agree to your desire to haggle. I would acquiesce to 12 gold, 7 silver, and 2 copper.
Idran1701 (9:45:42 PM): Though I would wonder what sort of elixir you offer?
SongstressEnlil (9:46:38 PM): It is an elixir that relaxes exhaustion.
Idran1701 (9:47:00 PM): Aha!
Idran1701 (9:47:16 PM): Well, then. 11 gold, 5 silver, 2 copper, and one vial of elixir.
SongstressEnlil (9:47:51 PM): Two vials, 10 gold, and 5 silver.
Idran1701 (9:48:39 PM): *head tilts again, the other way this time, with another click* Two vials, 10 gold, 5 silver, and 1 copper.
Besyanteo (9:48:48 PM): (...)
Idran1701 (9:48:59 PM): (He is good at haggling. :D)
Besyanteo (9:49:27 PM): (He apparently a robot on a mission to buy a candle without needing to make change.)
Besyanteo (9:49:29 PM): (:o)
SongstressEnlil (9:50:42 PM): IM: I wonder...
SongstressEnlil (9:51:09 PM): Two vials, ten gold, five silver, and two coppers.
Besyanteo (9:51:36 PM): ... *looks at Karl, head tilted to one side*
SongstressEnlil (9:52:05 PM): *Watching Gnomebot*
OnlineHost (9:52:42 PM): Idran1701 rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Idran1701 (9:53:03 PM): *there's a slight click, and he seems to pause for a bit*
Idran1701 (9:53:10 PM): ...Two vials, ten gold, 4 silver, 6 copper.
SongstressEnlil (9:53:39 PM): *Grins* That shall be acceptable.
SongstressEnlil (9:54:00 PM): IM: Is it a golem of some kind? Well, it's friendly enough.
Idran1701 (9:54:24 PM): Then it is agreed!
Idran1701 (9:54:38 PM): *he steps forward, into the light, and the two get a good look at their guide for the first time*
Idran1701 (9:54:46 PM): ( http://www.mysidia.org/Planescape/autognome.jpg )
Besyanteo (9:55:42 PM): *moves behind Karl*
Idran1701 (9:56:04 PM): *he clanks and clicks as he moves, holding his arm out for Karl*
SongstressEnlil (9:56:06 PM): *eyebrows raise.*
SongstressEnlil (9:56:26 PM): *If it's a shaking gesture, he'll slowly take it.*
Idran1701 (9:56:43 PM): *It seems to be, yes!*
SongstressEnlil (9:57:43 PM): IM: Remarkable!
Besyanteo (9:59:02 PM): IM: unnatural....
SongstressEnlil (9:59:16 PM): IM: Is this an iron golem? No, those things were supposed to be immense monsters...
Idran1701 (9:59:26 PM): *It seems to smile, though it's a very forced expression* Then we have arranged into a business agreement!
SongstressEnlil (10:00:03 PM): Indeed we have. I am Karl Hendrick, and my companion is Guy.
Idran1701 (10:00:32 PM): *he completes the handshake, and holds his hand out to Guy*
Besyanteo (10:01:25 PM): ...
Besyanteo (10:01:45 PM): *his ears flatten and he stares at it, as thought knives might come out*
Idran1701 (10:01:56 PM): *he stands unmoving for now, hand forward, that weird smile on his face*
Besyanteo (10:02:30 PM): ...
Besyanteo (10:02:34 PM): I have no hand.
Idran1701 (10:02:46 PM): ...You do not!
Idran1701 (10:02:50 PM): *he straightens*
SongstressEnlil (10:03:18 PM): (Autognome is not the cuttin' type of robot, you're fine)
Idran1701 (10:04:18 PM): ...How does one greet a wolf?
Besyanteo (10:04:43 PM): ... "Hello" will do.
Idran1701 (10:04:52 PM): Hello!
SongstressEnlil (10:05:21 PM): ("Hello extremely!")
Besyanteo (10:05:28 PM): Hello. IM: let this be the end of this. Please?
Idran1701 (10:06:31 PM): Then you both wish to go to the village Grandin?
SongstressEnlil (10:06:36 PM): *Nods*
Idran1701 (10:06:45 PM): And when shall we depart?
SongstressEnlil (10:07:11 PM): As soon as you are prepared.
SongstressEnlil (10:07:25 PM): What is your name, sir?
Idran1701 (10:07:51 PM): Yes!
Besyanteo (10:08:02 PM): (Also: I need to go soonlike, if possible.)
Idran1701 (10:08:18 PM): (*nod* We'll cut soon, then.)
Idran1701 (10:08:24 PM): (5-10 minutes?)
Besyanteo (10:08:36 PM): (sure)
Idran1701 (10:10:05 PM): *turning inside, he grabs a pack, pulling its strap over his chest* Then shall we leave?
SongstressEnlil (10:10:18 PM): Let's.
Idran1701 (10:11:32 PM): *nodding, he steps out of the small house* Do you want to take the trails, or not take them?
SongstressEnlil (10:11:52 PM): Is it safe to leave the trails?
Idran1701 (10:12:08 PM): Unless we are attacked.
SongstressEnlil (10:12:35 PM): What is the likelyhood of being attacked on and off the trails.
Idran1701 (10:13:34 PM): *he tilts his head* It is less on the trails.
SongstressEnlil (10:13:59 PM): Which is faster, and by how much?
Idran1701 (10:14:34 PM): If we go straight, it will be between 11 and 13 hours faster.
SongstressEnlil (10:14:58 PM): Are there any natural obstacles?
Idran1701 (10:15:45 PM): Yes, but they are small!
SongstressEnlil (10:16:12 PM): How small?
SongstressEnlil (10:16:34 PM): IM: Given I am asking something gnome-sized. But better not to take chances...
Idran1701 (10:17:45 PM): They can be walked around, which was considered in the direct route appraisal.
SongstressEnlil (10:18:05 PM): Guy?
Idran1701 (10:18:24 PM): *he turns his gaze to the uncomfortable wolf, giving him a creepy amount of eye contact*
Besyanteo (10:18:42 PM): Faster sounds better...
SongstressEnlil (10:18:54 PM): *Nods* I concur.
SongstressEnlil (10:20:55 PM): Let us take the direct route.
Idran1701 (10:21:03 PM): All right!
Idran1701 (10:21:12 PM): Follow me! *begins walking off at a brisk pace*
SongstressEnlil (10:21:20 PM): *Does so!*
Idran1701 (10:21:23 PM): *Well, brisk for a gnome*
Besyanteo (10:21:24 PM): *follows! ... behind his friend*
Idran1701 (10:21:35 PM): *...Well, not even really brisk for a gnome. Kind of pokey even for a gnome*
Idran1701 (10:21:46 PM): (And cut here? :D)
Besyanteo (10:21:54 PM): (please)
SongstressEnlil (10:21:55 PM): (Golems make a better meat shield)
SongstressEnlil (10:22:06 PM): (Sure)
Besyanteo (10:22:09 PM): (I'll leave AIM up so the transfer can finish)
Idran1701 (10:22:21 PM): (*nod*)
Idran1701 (10:22:42 PM): (As for XP...250.)
SongstressEnlil (10:23:42 PM): (Yay!)
SongstressEnlil (10:23:48 PM): (*Fwip*)
(10:24:11 PM) Besyanteo has left the room.
(10:42:55 PM) SongstressEnlil has left the room.