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« on: September 23, 2015, 11:37:36 pm »
Shout-out to tonight's Brew quest. Well-run, interesting premise, everyone got a chance to do stuff, and superior RP. Hats off to Charlie, Fern, Ryubi, Corky, and Jay...and especially Jay. Mari hasn't had a real nemisis in a while. Jay was just delicious.
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« on: September 23, 2015, 09:29:43 pm »
A bard has escaped his self-imposed forest prison and looks for the Wind. And a petite sorceress looks for her friend, Neema...
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« on: September 23, 2015, 03:21:34 pm »
Mari comes in and checks wayyy back for her prior credit of 12137. She purchases one Electrical Enhancement II (3000, she notes laboriously on the ledger) and leaves two level 1 scrolls (recorded as 250 and 250), one level 2 scroll (350), and one mineral adventurine (25). After some considerable time she arrives at the total: 12137 - 3000 + 250 +250 +350 +25 = 10012. She leaves 300 True in the chest.
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« on: September 23, 2015, 10:21:41 am »
Credit 5798. Took three glass (73*3 = 219), one sand (30), 62 coal (62*50 = 3100), three potions of Foxe's Cunning (3*480 = 1440), three potions of Cat's Grace (3*480 = 1440) = 6229. Left one topaz (100), three potions of cure moderate wounds (1188). 6229-1288-5798 = 857 credit. Still owed 81 True; paid 704 True to clear my debt. Ty
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« on: September 22, 2015, 10:20:44 pm »
Hello Angels I took Mage's Robes and a ring of sapphire in silver and a matching necklace. Please tell me how much I owe. I have an oak crossbow that's not at all damaged and isn't rotted either as trade. Lola
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« on: September 22, 2015, 07:38:27 pm »
Credit 6000. Took two crag cat bags (4128), two rings of Eagle's Splendor II (11000). Left one dwarven clay pipe (75% of lens = 303), level 1 scroll (250), level 2 scroll (350), level 4 scroll (1500), level 5 scroll (3500), six purple mushrooms (300), three dust of phenalope (21), one mineral malachite (20), thirteen fire opal dust (1040), one mineral fire agate (20), eight dust of feldspar (104), one dust of amethyst (33), ten dust of alexandrite (330), one mineral adventurine (25). and 25 Bonesmasher Bolts (75% of lens = 2775). End credit 1443. Left 1513 Trues. Lola
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« on: September 22, 2015, 04:40:06 pm »
"I have to agree. We can't have anyone hurt. I'll update the signs."
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« on: September 22, 2015, 04:39:37 pm »
A new note, etched into metal, is affixed to the stone walls of the Angels Guild Shop. UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE We are not closed, however... All business is temporarily tranferred to the Angels Guild Hall in Port Hempstead. Please contact any Angel Guild member to make arrangements. We appreciate your continued patronage. People with information about the disturbance in Hempstead Fields are encouraged to find an Angels Guild representative. Adventuring types doubly so. Thank you, The Angels Guild //The front door to the Angels Guild shop is locked and directions from Port Hempstead Gates to the Remembrance Hall of the Angels Guild in Port Hempstead are etched map-style onto the metal. Also listed are contact names: Kyle Pandorn Ferrit Elohanna Steel Quenton Andrew Reid Daniel Poetr Celador Olmae Jilsephonie Jako SehKy Aden
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« on: September 22, 2015, 12:21:25 pm »
Shaking his head, the bard looks out the window again. He talks half to himself and half to anyone in the room. "Old...older than our little venture. Old, angry, and getting angrier. Stroking the wood, the bard lets out a long breath, and calls to his guildmate weeding outside. "Daniel! It's worse - feel the walls. It almost feels like trembling. In the chance that my imagination is taking me on a journey again, is it instead that the building is about to come down?" He runs a long finger around the window's frame. "I feel that this has been festering for an elf's life, old friend. Just roiling, waiting. Something has brought all this discontent together very suddenly. I don't believe it's the magics of our shop that is directly the trouble, not from what I've felt at any rate."
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« on: September 22, 2015, 08:15:51 am »
Find Undead Hunters or groups willing to do crypts - Undead are fair game! There are four areas I can think of that cater to low and mid levels that are chockablock with undead, for xp purposes, and at least one highter level (others probably know more). In groups killing other things, you can try to mitigate their behavior, knowing they would have done the killing without you, as you noted above. My observartion is that for a just cause (i.e. quests) an Aeridinite is welcome as a healer and it's understood that if there is battle, they're not going to contribute to killing. Playing an Aeridinite is going to be slow going, however. You might try PMing Elohanna's player as Elohanna is an Aeridinite cleric and her player has first-hand knowledge of the challenges and rewards. Note: There is a (semi) active opportunity for Aeridinite rp at the Silver Buckle Clinic, which is a sanctuary affiliated with the Aeridinite church when (NPC) Father Xander is in residence.
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« on: September 21, 2015, 09:45:06 pm »
The Silver Buckle has a room open! Contact Andrew Reid if interested.
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« on: September 21, 2015, 11:20:14 am »
The bard, wishing to get to work, starts a holistic assessment of the magics of the store. He finds himself looking into the hole Quenton's dug repeatedly, trying for a glimpse of the creature that his halfling friend swears he saw. He sings soothing songs he's written in the desert forest, hoping it will entice...whatever...to come and listen while he looks for magical "hot spots", especially around areas where wooden items were located. Not too long after he begins, a bird drops a letter onto his head. He rushes to read it before it can disintigrate. If anyone is around and looking in his direction, they will see the bard tear up and kiss the parchment before holding it to his chest. His song cheers considerably after receiving the missive, and he looks out the window as often as in the hole now. //Andrew is spellcraft checking the combination of magics that the store radiates, as so many of the items are enchanted and not all with neutral magics. He'll try to hone in on areas that may feel "irritating" to a magic-sensitive being. He'll also poke his head down into the hole and sing to the dirt. He can't help himself.
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« on: September 20, 2015, 06:15:47 pm »
You can check with the real estate agent NPC in any major city and they have the houses for sale available on them. They are usually situated near the furniture NPC.
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« on: September 19, 2015, 10:39:41 pm »
I see what Ionn is talking about - there is a separate link that gives you a different time. For the record, I showed up at 10:30 to get a Tan.
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« on: September 18, 2015, 11:06:20 pm »
In careful block lettering. Angles I would like the helm of the orc ranks. How many coins? ~Mari MacMurray
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« on: September 18, 2015, 11:07:35 am »
"In that case, I'd be interested to examine the magic of our items in the shop and if it's contributing to the dischord. I did catch a faint hint of emotion, I believe; perhaps with some help I can delve deeper. Muse, I wish Minu was here to help, this is her area. I hope she got my letters." He paces a moment, running his silver heart and clef along its chain. "In the meantime perhaps I can entice Celador to assist? If not I'll need to recruit. This kind of pulling of strings really needs more than just one."
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« on: September 18, 2015, 08:31:25 am »
"I concur. Some delicacy is required here. Since this house seems to be the epicenter, the history of this plot of land is in order. We can ask the locals for history, and Port Hempstead may have records on who's owned the lands before. "It's not out of the question to ponder if the sheer volume of magic in one location is tipping the balance too. I mean..." He gestures around the room; " This is a LOT of magic of varying types. It could be irritating someone or something sensitive. Kyle, if you want to do the deeper dive into the history, I can research previous owners and the history of this plot." A pause later... "I wonder if it would be worth asking the kobolds, assuming we can find a speaker and broker a truce long enough to talk? Their kind have been in the hills far longer than we have I think."
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« on: September 15, 2015, 11:30:00 pm »
Sometime during a lull in the repairs, a bard has returned. From his unkempt slumber in the back room - so accustomed to wild living has he apparently become that he doesn't notice the decay at first, or perhaps it is that his spectacles have gone missing - he is awakened by Daniel and Quenton. His first thought is to his instruments and even before opening the crate his dismay is palpable. Disaster! Parts salvagable - pegs, strings, and the like, and the harps all of which are metal - are collected, but the rest of the lot is back-alley busk trash. He paces the room, merely confirming what others have felt. There is a taint in the Al'Noth. Something is off with the entire area, strongest where the Guild Shop sits. The vibrations of the room are angry, or perhaps taking vengeance, or is it justice? He can't tell. The resonance is fleeting, misty, as if he has to turn his attention away to feel a glimpse. He tries to play some Saytr pipes that came in with him, and are therefore still whole, but a murder of crows land on a nearby tree and their cawing drowns out his pipes. He feels the timing uncanny, yet it isn't such a coincidence that he can count it as a sign. "Did you notice that only dead wood is affected?" His gaze is on the crows, perched in the robust tree that is mere feet from the right side of the building. Overgrowth is everywhere, and ivy crawls up the side of the beleaguered shop. What is salvagable is taken to Port Hempstead and quarantined in an empty portion of the building for the time being. His bows and instruments are left in the safety of the Hall, and and only his platinum harp and mithril rapier return as his inspiration and weapon. With the others he loads up oxen to move the salvagable wooden goods to the Hall, cleans and patches, drags the few metal chests they have to the shop side, and slaps a sign on the splintered front door of the shop.
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« on: February 09, 2015, 11:49:43 pm »
Rak - strength Haro - axe Huhha - crossbow Aho - fire Kuphak - Goblin Nrhakgg - thank you Kuutp'o - goodbye
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« on: February 08, 2015, 01:43:47 pm »
Interesting side note: The Center town crier heard your lament and repeated it verbatim to all in earshot.... 
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