Ferrinus posted:

incidentally, here's notpaul's player character, along with his Sleepwalker Retainer

NOT PAUL LAYTON posted:

a man of ill repute posted:

you guys loving suck, demon party member would've owned

Ferrinus posted:

God willing, we're playing today (11/20) as well as yesterday! Probably at the same time, around like 9ish.

Ferrinus posted:

+2 XP for making some progress.
+1 AXP for witnessing a staggering display of Forces magic.
+1 AXP for peaceful contact with a spirit in the wild.

48 XP, 29 AXP

Nicolae Carpathia posted:

so what did i miss?

Ferrinus posted:

The party crossed path with a cabal of three mages who said they were in Smoky Mountains to investigate the strange weather phenomena. You warned them that Enoch was the probable cause and they said they'd be careful not to engage before giving you a chance to speak with him if they found him first. Afterwards, the party noticed a huge Fate spell hanging over part of the park, and as they watch the spell reacted somehow to something in the distance and this reaction was followed by a tremendous flash of lightning and thunder. Afterwards there was a freak hailstorm.

The party made good time hiking, though near the end of their path into the ley line network they happened upon a wind spirit fleeing from several water spirits trying to eat it. They saved the wind spirit, which seems to have been a one-time servant of Enoch's that's now trying to reunite with him. It mentioned that Enoch was somehow incapacitated or in danger.

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E: We may also play today!

Nicolae Carpathia posted:

That sounds pretty awesome! Do we know anything about the Fate spell at all?

Ferrinus posted:

It's really big and also involves some Time and Prime, judging from Adramel's estimation.

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+1 XP for making some progress.
+1 AXP for learning a little about ley lines!

49 XP, 30 AXP

Nicolae Carpathia posted:

<Ferrinus> this weekend: enoch. i swear it.

Ferrinus posted:

Thanks for the summary Nicolae! Also I want to register my appreciation of Tombheart's () kicking up conversation in the camp while half the party went off doing recon, that sort of thing really adds to the game.

Ferrinus posted:

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The Conversation posted:

<Ferrinus> Enoch didn't actually carve out a new room for the lot of you, you might have been disappointed to see. No, he led you down a short corridor to a bare, rectangular chamber and gestured with his staff to the floor, causing a number of stone slabs to simply rise out of the ground. He shuffled off without a word.

<Ferrinus> (The magic produced a paradox, too, though a minor one - the 'beds' still sparkle with blue light, though it's starting to fade.)

<Ill_Repute> Tombheart prods the nearest stone slab deridingly. "Comfy."
<Nicolae> Matryoshka shrugs off his pack and sighs, dumping it on the floor, thankful that he brought a bedroll. He nods at one of the slabs. "I call that one," he says, even-less-than-half-heartedly.

<Nicolae> "So what do you think of our host?" he asks, unrolling his bedroll and laying it out flat on a slab. He supposes it won't be any worse for his back than sleeping on dirt.

<trenchfoot> Socharis doesn't seem to mind the stone beds. He sets his pack on the closest one and lays down to rest for a while.

<Ill_Repute> "He's mysterium, so I trust his judgement." He likewise unrolls his sleeping bag on the nearest slab. "But all this time spent as a hermit in the mountains? Can't be healthy. Especially at his age."

<Nicolae> "He seems to be holding his own pretty well at his age, I'll give him that. But I have to wonder what sort of toll it's taking on him."

<NOTPAUL> "You people don't get any sort of longevity out of the deal, I thought. Why isn't he dead?"

<Ill_Repute> "There are a few spells that can extend life. I know of one in the death arcanum, ironically."

<Nicolae> "He seems like the sort of stubborn bastard who'll keep on going till he just gets bored." Matryoshka remembers about Forces mages and their relationship with sound waves. On the off chance Enoch's listening, he adds: "No offense."
<Ferrinus> There's no answer.

<Nicolae> Matryoshka gives a little shrug.

<NOTPAUL> "Well, one of you needs to ask him about healing. He messed Arrian up and my dog isn't getting any better."

<Nicolae> After a few minutes of sitting on his slab, sitting in silence, admiring the decor: "I hope he's got a shower set up somewhere in here. I'm getting a little back-to-nature."

<Ill_Repute> "Me and him are both mysterium, so maybe I can convince him to lend us some aid. Not sure if he knows the life arcanum, but maybe he has some bandages or something."

<Ferrinus> The sanctum isn't, from what you've seen, all that big. The old man can't be that hard to find.

<Nicolae> "He's probably familiar at least with Life. I remember reading a few mages' notes, commenting that he tried a little of everything." Matryoshka pauses a moment, as if realizing something.

<Ill_Repute> "Well, I guess I'll go ask. Does anyone else want to come?"

<Nicolae> "Hmmm... you know, he's a powerful mage, it seems a little odd that he didn't realize that Time could bring his wall carvings back. And he can't handle this Fate stuff, either, it seems. He might be a jack-of-all-trades, Enoch, but I think he's a lot less of a jack for those Arcana."

<Nicolae> Matryoshka nods, if for no other reason than to ask about the shower and meal situation.

<NOTPAUL> "I'll come, I guess. If he has one of his tantrums we should all be ready to run away, after all."

<Ferrinus> Enoch doesn't seem to be in the little receiving room you spoke with him in before, but there's at least two other hallways leading off from the central junction besides the one you entered through. Left or right?

<Nicolae> "If we leave you here he'll be less likely to have one."
<NOTPAUL> Always Left.

<Ferrinus> The left-handed path..

<Ill_Repute> gently caress you, right.
<Nicolae> "While we're here, I kind of want to ask him about that steel door back at his Sanctum."

<NOTPAUL> "With the monster behind it?"
<NOTPAUL> "Yes, me too."

<Ferrinus> Matryoshka casts the deciding vote.

<Nicolae> "I'm a man of insatiable curiosity."

<Nicolae> Matryoshka nods to the left.

<Ill_Repute> "I'm not sure he heard us when we mentioned the Tulpa's apology, either. "

<Ill_Repute> "Or maybe he just didn't want to acknowledge it."

<Nicolae> "I could at least ask how he managed to get the Mindpower for that. I'd really be interested in knowing that."

<Ferrinus> The hallway winds a bit as you turn left, and ends up in an unusual room. In fact, from given description, it isn't that dissimilar from whatever chamber was discovered but not explored back in Enoch's New York sanctum.

<Ferrinus> There's no level floor past the ending of the pathway, but instead the room opens up into a huge oval that's studded with blueish-purple crystals; it's like being inside a huge geode. And there's...a presence.

<Nicolae> Matryoshka notices. "This looks like the room I scried between the steel door. At least he's consistent with his style."

<Ferrinus> You can't see or hear anything, but it feels like the air is filled with twanging, elastic power.

<Ferrinus> It's easy to miss at first, but there is a circle scored into the room. It's not flat on the ground, though - rather, it's a circumference running across the ceiling, down the sides, and then across the floor, describing a vertically-oriented circle facing the party.

<NOTPAUL> "Wonder what he's planning to put here."

<Ferrinus> No, there is a presence here. Something's hanging in the air, you can feel it from the way everything feels tightly wound, vibrating with tension.

<NOTPAUL> Solomon takes a few steps forward, taking note of any increase in "pressure", as it were.

<Ill_Repute> "Hold on a second."

<Ferrinus> Nothing stops him from going forward, except of course that the level floor will disappear mere inches ahead of him. He'll have to clamber carefully down a slope of irregularly-jutting crystals if he wants to enter the room at large.

<Ill_Repute> "Enoch mentioned that his sanctum in New York was designed to do something really bad to anyone who tried to enter it. He might've put something similar in effect here."

<Nicolae> "It definitely feels like there's a lot of energy here... maybe it's some sort of storage?"

<Nicolae> "Wish our Obrimos weren't sacked out back there on a rock."

<Nicolae> "It doesn't look like Enoch's here, though."

<Ferrinus> If he is he's much stranger than you thought.

<NOTPAUL> "Down the other way, then?"

<Nicolae> "Lead the way, Hellboy."

<NOTPAUL> Solomon elects not to step any further into the circle, since he lacks so many of the necessary tools. He and Phlegethon exit the room and head to the right.

<Nicolae> Matryoshka follows.

<Ill_Repute> "I'm not wholly comfortable poking through Enoch's things."

<Nicolae> "We're not poking, we're looking for Enoch. If our eyeballs happen to fall on anything interesting in the process, well, that happens sometimes."

<Ferrinus> This hallway's at least twice as long and winding and the last, and by the end it starts to lose its machine-carved look, until at the very end you're clambering over what seems to be unworked cave wall. You come out in a huge cavern, complete with underground lake.

<NOTPAUL> What lights our path at this point?

<Ferrinus> There aren't any of Encoh's glowing tass crystals here, and the floor's totally unworked, the ceiling covered with long stalactites - this must be a natural place the wizard found. Indeed, the only reason you can see anything at all is because of the lingering blue glow of Enoch's paradox, outlining his shape ahead of you.

<Ferrinus> It's the way the light reflects so flatly (combined with the gentle lapping noise) that suggests the presence of water, the faint blue-lit triangles above that might be the outlines of stalactites. Enoch himself stands far ahead, presumably on some sort of long peninsula into the lake, staring outwards and not moving.

<Nicolae> Matryoshka pauses a moment, not sure how or whether to get the mage's attention. He clears his throat quietly, wincing as the echo is louder than he expected.

<Ill_Repute> "He carved into a natural cavern. Fascinating. Reminds me of Peacock Springs." Tombheart has since drawn his lantern, eager to explore further.

<Ferrinus> Enoch isn't, like, across a room. It's more like he's across a small parking lot. Nevertheless, the distant figure turns - not all the way, but it twists to look at you over its shoulder.

<NOTPAUL> Solomon gives a small wave.

<Nicolae> "I've never been." Matryoshka gives a little head nod as he notices the mage turning around. "Excuse me, we don't mean to interrupt... is this a bad time?" he calls out.

<Ferrinus> "It doesn't matter." Enoch's voice carries very well across the water. "Come on over, if you like." The mage turns back to survey the water.

<Ill_Repute> Tombheart half walks, half slides down the mudstone embankment towards the large central reservoir. He aims his light into the water, curious of what Enoch might be looking at.

<Nicolae> Matryoshka follows, slipping a little as his aged knees complain about yet another uneven surface to walk on. "Just collecting your thoughts?"

<NOTPAUL> Solomon was going to ask if he was fishing, of course, and silently curses the mastigos for asking a valid question.

<Ferrinus> "Yes," Enoch says. The paradox effect is interesting, now that you're close - he doesn't so much radiate light, it's more like he's lit from behind no matter what angle you watch him from. And a faint, sparkling dust falls from him to the ground, illuminated by the same blueish glow - which make sense, since it was a Matter spell he used.

<Ferrinus> Tombheart's flashlight slips smoothly across the inky surface of the cave water until it hits a distant wall. Then it continues upwards, and stops on a rune carved into the stone, at least the height of a man.

<Ferrinus> It's clearly a High Speech character, but one that neither of the magi recognize. Solomon, of course, gets an eyeache just looking at it, and can't make out a distinct shape through the jittering haze.

<Ill_Repute> "Sorry to bother you. A few of our companions were injured while we hiked our way here, and we were wondering if you had any spare medical supplies."

<Ill_Repute> Though he's addressing Enoch, he keeps his eyes on the strange rune.

<Nicolae> Matryoshka looks at Tombheart to see if he recognizes it, but notes the lack of understanding on the other Mage's face. He decides to join in the current topic for now. "Or if you had any experience with the arcana of Life."

<Ferrinus> So does Enoch. His eyes are backlit thanks to the paradox, and it's amazing how such a small thing as lacking discernible pupils or irises can leach the apparent humanity right out of an otherwise normal figure. "No supplies, no. ...you can't tell me, surely, that you don't have a healer with you? Wake up the other Arrow."

<Nicolae> "We have a healer, but some of the wounds are beyond his powers."

<Ill_Repute> "He's done the best he can, but like the rest of us, his knowledge is limited."

<Ferrinus> "Not an Adept, then? ...Are any of you?"

<Nicolae> "I don't know for sure, we didn't trade stats, but I don't think anyone in our group is more than a Disciple. In any Arcanum."

<Ferrinus> "Hah! Weren't very sure about me, were they, them that rule New York? Wanted to be very careful, eh, not to threaten me? ...not to send off anyone not expendable, just in case?"

<Nicolae> "Prettttty much."

<NOTPAUL> "Exactly that, yes."

<Ill_Repute> "One of the main reasons they didn't just teleport us in was the fear that you'd barbecue us."

<Nicolae> "At least you're well-respected, eh?"

<Ferrinus> The old man chuckles to himself. It makes him look more sympathetic, despite the glowing eyes and falling dust. "Yes, yes, I do have that. Well, they were right, up to a point. You don't watch the grid like a hawk, people pull nasty surprises on you, mm, very nasty."

<Ferrinus> "...but then it's hard to watch the roads at the same time." The man sighs.

<Ferrinus> Then he turns to face the four of you. "So which of you need repair, then?"

<NOTPAUL> "There's the mage you roasted, and him." Solomon gestures down to the still-altered form of his hound.

<Ill_Repute> "Well, Solomon's dog, Phlegathon, is badly hurt."

<NOTPAUL> The wounds look much smaller now, of course. You have to struggle to see them--they're still dire cuts, hunks of flesh revealing bone, but when his size changed the wounds stayed the same. If you saw him from the wrong angle, you wouldn't even know the beast was injured.

<Ferrinus> "Ahh..!" It's not a scream, it's that noise of dismissive contempt that's often accompanied with a waving of the arm. "He should've been more careful! You don't just let any spirit tie itself to your body! That can lead to some very unfortunate results."

<Ferrinus> "And how'd that happen to the dog, hmm?"

<NOTPAUL> "Werewolves, mostly."

<Nicolae> "You might remember them. You immolated their leader when we arrived."

<Ill_Repute> "Those werewolves you saved us from. That was their second assault."

<Nicolae> "They ganged up on him first. I guess they saw him as the biggest threat."

<Ferrinus> "Never send your pet out to fight a werewolf, boy, that's basic sense."

<NOTPAUL> "He is not a 'pet', he's a powerful demon more powerful than myself at the moment. He was just taken by surprise."

<Ferrinus> "Mmm, no doubt," says Enoch. "But tell you what, I'm feeling grateful. You did manage to lure them close enough to give me a shot, after all - they've been thorns in my side for a while. Heh heh, that one in the lead never saw it coming."

<Ill_Repute> "That brings up the second question I was hoping to ask. Why are werewolves aiding the seers? And further, why are the seers attacking you?" He takes a moment to clarify. 1"What I mean to say is, are they motivated just by revenge, or do they have deeper goals?"

<Nicolae> "That was pretty impressive. After my heart got back to its normal rhythm, granted."

<Ferrinus> Enoch doesn't answer right away - he's spellcasting. He takes a step back, and then levels his staff at the hellhound, holding the end merely inches from the demon's nose. Then he speaks several words of High Speech - very curtly, to those who can understand the language - and wham.

<Ferrinus> A wave of white light rolls over the body of the hellhound, and its injuries are wiped away completely. It's got a strange aftereffect, though - the dog leaves four bloody footprints as it moves from its spot, and red seeps from the staff.

<Ill_Repute> "That's... an interesting brand you've got."

<Ferrinus> The staff's still wreathed in an angelic white corona, too. Enoch shrugs impassively before turning to Tombheart. "Now what was that you were saying? Asking about the wolves, yes?"

<Ferrinus> "The werewolves couldn't tell the difference between a mystagogue and a stage conjuror, where I'm concerned. It's not that they care about the Seer agenda. They care about killing me. You lot know anything about werewolves?"

<Ill_Repute> "Harmed by silver, can change form at will. That's about the end of practical knowledge of the creatures."

<Ferrinus> "Both true. But what motivates them? What do they do?"

<Nicolae> "And it's very satisfying to shoot them." Matryoshka grins.

<NOTPAUL> "They're the shepherds of Shadow."

<Ill_Repute> "I'm more concerned about the practical nature of werewolves. Less 'why do they do what they do' and more 'how do I keep this fucker from biting my hands off'."

<Ferrinus> "Really? I found it frustrating, back in the day. You'd burn the buggers and then a couple hours later they're back at full strength."

<Ferrinus> Enoch blinks and turns to glance at Solomon. "Ah, you've done your reading. Yes, that's very well said. The werewolves tie themselves to the Shadow."

<Ferrinus> "Some seem to protect it, some seem to protect us from it, some revere it - " the wizard waves his hand vaguely. You're learning to ignore the dripping blood. "It varies. These seemed to live here before I showed up and apparently thought of themselves as somehow important in the local spirit world."

<Ferrinus> Enoch snickers slightly then. "Of course, those pretensions didn't last long."

<NOTPAUL> "And your reputation on that side of the fence is less than stellar."

<Ill_Repute> "I see."

<NOTPAUL> "And what about Adrian?"

<Ferrinus> "At any rate, they haven't been able to do much besides help the Seers free or destroy the servants I've had around here since the attacks began. I can't tell you how satisfying cutting their numbers by a fourth felt."

<Ferrinus> "Ah, yes, you told me you'd met him. He's been here for a while - longer than the wolves, I think. Interesting man, very interesting, knows quite a few things his kind usually don't."

<Nicolae> "He knew about ley lines."

<Ferrinus> "Right, he's pretty interested in the crossings, especially major ones. They seem to help him in some pursuit or other, but I'm not sure what."

<Ill_Repute> "Do you think we could convince him to help us? He seemed like the perfect saboteur."

<Nicolae> "He wasn't very forthcoming with us, either."

<Ferrinus> "Plays his cards close to his chest, Adrian does. Like all his kind do, I suppose." Enoch takes a long breath, looks out across the water again. "Like all of us do, really."

<Ill_Repute> Tombheart glances at the rune again, wondering.

<Ill_Repute> "The seers, though. I'm curious if they're here for any reason other than revenge."

<Ferrinus> What the hell is it? It's got to mean something, right?

<Nicolae> Matryoshka nods. "What cards've you got in your hand, Enoch?" Metaphorical hand, that is.

<NOTPAUL> Solomon's in no position to ask, so it'd have to be one of the mages.

<NOTPAUL> "Did you really just ask that?"

<Ferrinus> "Revenge is part of it, certainly." Enoch, yes, strokes his beard. "Part of it. But...it's a strategic move, too."

<NOTPAUL> "Yes, Enoch, I second the motion--could you list your secrets in alphabetical order?"

<Ferrinus> Enoch straight-up cackles, even doubling over a little.

<Nicolae> "Yes, thank you for ruining a perfectly serviceable metaphor. I'm going to leave you in the woods one of these days, Solomon."

<Ferrinus> "Hah! Yes, very good. At least service to the Order hasn't stripped you of your sense of humor, young man."

<NOTPAUL> "It's genetic."

<Ferrinus> "Mmm, one wonders whether it'd be better if it was or wasn't all a big joke."

<Ill_Repute> "Strategic aims? Such as what?" Tombheart ignores the lighthearted joking.

<Ferrinus> Enoch glances to the necromancer, then takes a long breath. "I have...I've been at this very long, see. Yes, very long. I was good when I started, I got better quick, and now, now - well, you saw how warm my welcome was not a few hours ago."

<Ferrinus> "I think...I think the Seers would prefer I got no farther along. Just sense, see?" Enoch's voice is a bit more distant here - this sounds like something he's hesitant to discuss in depth.

<Ill_Repute> "They're afraid of your knowledge."

<NOTPAUL> Solomon suddenly remembers something, and gestures to the dog. Slowly the creature stops smouldering, and a dying flame passes over his body from head to toe, revealing his normal form beneath slow-clearing ash. Like a statue hidden inside a cigar.

<Ferrinus> "Aren't you?"

<Ferrinus> Enoch turns to regard Tombheart directly as he says this, and Tombheart's acutely aware that the man's eyes still aren't normal and his right hand is still smeared with blood.

<Nicolae> "Let's just say I'm glad we're on your good side."

<Ill_Repute> "There are some things I'd rather not know, yes." Tombheart avoids enoch's gaze.

<NOTPAUL> Solomon shrugs. "You're loving up the weather, mostly. What other repercussions can 'knowing things' have, in your case?"

<Ill_Repute> "But that's our curse, right? As mages? To know things that nobody has any real business knowing?"

<Ferrinus> Enoch turns to regard the rune again, and speaks to answer the Arrow. "Hah. Well, they're not, and it may be that that's all the motivation they need. Revenge might just be a bonus."

<Nicolae> Matryoshka follows the mage's gaze, and finally asks the question that's been on his mind. "Speaking of knowledge... what's the significance of that Rune, if you don't mind my asking? I don't recognize it."

<Ferrinus> "Neither do I."

<Nicolae> Not the answer he was hoping for... "I take it was here when you got here, then."

<NOTPAUL> "Well *that's* interesting. Makes me wish I could make a note of it."

<Ferrinus> "Yes. Isn't it curious? I've made quite a study of High Speech, and the Atlantean language that was designed around it, but that...?"

<Ferrinus> "Did some ancient mage carve it here? Did the Realms manifest directly, marking the stone? Is it an Abyssal trap? I couldn't tell you."

<Ferrinus> "Wonderfully concentrates the mind to contemplate, though."

<NOTPAUL> "Have you tried removing it?"

<NOTPAUL> Solomon is gesturing at it with his hand, inaccurately, since his eyes are thoroughly averted.

<Ferrinus> "Removing it? No, the odds of it being irreplaceable are too great."

<Ill_Repute> "Was there any way into this cave beforehand? Or was it simply a gigantic, sealed chamber with a rune carved inside?"

<Ill_Repute> Tombheart takes a moment to look at the lake.

<NOTPAUL> "I meant as an attempt to affect it, to see what sort of strength it has behind it."

<NOTPAUL> "Was it put there by someone greater than you? One way to find out."

<Ferrinus> "Oh, there must have been underground rivers once, maybe even navigable tunnels. All collapsed and fused now, though, it's like a bubble inside the mountain."

<Ferrinus> "Precious knowledge is often much less durable than it is valuable, boy. The mightiest of archmagi might have carved that there, and time and chance and abyssal erosion might have reduced it to a soap bubble's survivability now."
<Nicolae> "If it signifies something of importance, the Seers might know what it is. If it's something they want besides you, their assault could be killing two birds with one stone. As it were."

<Ferrinus> "If they knew it was here, which frankly is highly unlikely. I didn't expect it at all, I was just looking for an out of the way place with usefully-arranged dragon lines."

<NOTPAUL> "While I've got you here, I might as well ask: what have you learned about the infernal while studying the loftier stuff?"

<Ferrinus> Enoch fixes Solomon with his gaze. "You know the code, young man. Gnosis given freely is Gnosis cheapened. Tell me something I don't know, and I'll tell you something you don't know."

<Nicolae> Matryoshka runs his hand over his face, feeling a few day's worth of stubble, as he stares up at the rune, locking its design in his photographic memory. He might want to ask the Consilium about it later. Then he shakes his head, having to content himself with not knowing.

<NOTPAUL> Solomon smiles. "Have you ever wanted to ask the devil a question?"

<Nicolae> "You don't. Trust me on this one."

<NOTPAUL> "No, Nicolae, I doubt summons would with in the sanctum. I'm offering my dreams."

<Ferrinus> A grey eyebrow's quirked. "And receive an honest answer?"

<NOTPAUL> "Very possibly. What he told me about you was accurate, for example."

<Ferrinus> "And what did Old Scratch have to say about little old me, hmm?"

<NOTPAUL> "I was told you crouched atop a web not of your own design, and that you were in conflict with a great sage--to me, a man the same as you."

<NOTPAUL> "It's hardly an exact science, but I doubt you'll get this chance again."

<Ferrinus> "...huh. And you can ask him these things...whenever?"

<NOTPAUL> Solomon laughs and shakes his head. "I'm always amazed when you people take this at face value--but then, you made your house out of a cave using a magic wand."

<NOTPAUL> "Yes, any time I sleep I can send my soul downward."

<Ferrinus> "Interesting. I've met others of your kind, you know. One of them told me that once, when they were seeking information, they found themselves standing before Satan himself, in all his glory, and he spat and tore them to shreds."

<Ferrinus> "...because it's not what they were expecting, see. Mostly they just had nightmares or prophetic visions. Not audiences. Not every time."

<NOTPAUL> "Very likely they did not, it's absurd."

<NOTPAUL> "I don't believe I've ever spoken to satan, or that I'm likely descended from him, but the power functions as well as I'd like it to."

<NOTPAUL> "I can get information I have no logical reason to know, and that's good enough."

<Nicolae> Matryoshka hides his face in his hand. Ah, Jesus, Solomon's waxing demological again.

<Ferrinus> "Hmm. Well, I'll take you up on your offer, I think." Enoch strokes his beard again, looks out at the rune. "I tire. The pack of you, go off and get some sleep, you've a big day ahead of you. And I- I'll ponder my question."

<Nicolae> Matryoshka pauses before turning to walk out of the room. He leans in closer and his voice drops to a low whisper. "Hey... just out of curiosity? Do you have a shower around here?"

<Ferrinus> "What? Oh, didn't I tell you? The far right corner of your room, press the wall."

<Nicolae> Matryoshka's eyebrow raises. "Hunh. Thanks... See you tomorrow, then." He gives a quick nod and joins the rest of the party. He has so many other questions to ask, but he's not going to press them now. No, the only thing he's pressing is the corner of that wall.

<Ferrinus> Enoch remains where the party left him - looking far off, faintly outlined in blue against the darkness.

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<Ferrinus> "I think...I think the Seers would prefer I got no farther along. Just sense, see?" Enoch's voice is a bit more distant here - this sounds like something he's hesitant to discuss in depth.

Dammit Who? posted:

holy crap!

Ferrinus posted:

Hi, folks! I wanna run tonight, December 3rd. Let's start gathering in IRC around eightish...? I dunno post at me to say if/when's good for you.

Ferrinus posted:

Hi, folks! I wanna run tonight, December 3rd. Let's start gathering in IRC around eightish...? I dunno post at me to say if/when's good for you.

Danhenge posted:

lol good thing the other spirit command dude isn't around

Ferrinus posted:

FERRINUS, AT BEGINNING OF TRIP: "So do any of you have any extraordinary senses active beyond mage sight?"

MASTERS OF SECRET KNOWLEDGE: "nope "

Ferrinus posted:

Gonna run tonight!!! Same deal, start showing up at like 8 or 9ish.

yeah this was posted a 4:20 pm

Nicolae Carpathia posted:

i probably won't be around till 9:15ish