Session 7, April 21st, 2007

Heidi: So I run back with the potions
Dianysia: "Tristanu? Can I borrow you for a moment?"

Bethany: "Umm, one mind tell me what here?"

Dianysia turns to Beth and speaks in growls again.

Tristanu: "Of course"

Bethany: Responds in the same language, obviously saying a lot more.

Dianysia gestures for him to join her, then speaks quietly. "I found these a while back, and never remembered to identify them. I don't have identify ready... wondered if you might know what they are?"

Bethany: Says something to Dianysia, pointing momentaily at Tristanu.

Tristanu: "Yes...these are potions for healing wounds"

Tristanu Points at one of the vials "This one is the stronger of the two"

Dianysia: "Wow, quite helpful. Umm... I noticed you got kind of pounded there... do you need one?"

Bethany: "Speaking which... we need leave. Wont long before bad come."

Dianysia: "Bad come? What bad? And I need to rest... I'm useless now.."

Tristanu: "Not at all"
Tristanu pulls a potion from his pack and quaffs it

Bethany: "Rest here bad. Need leave," Bethany says, briefly looking at her construct as it moves towards t he pit, and takes the shape of a bridge.

Dianysia: "Anyone else want to leave? I need to rest..."

Jefferson Harco: I need to rest as well

Bethany: "Not want... stupid not to," Bethany says, making her way towards the exit.

Dianysia: Well, I call to Jayde, trying to bring her to me.

DM: she refuses to cross the bridge, not recognizing what it is

Bethany: "Any coming? Your head not mine... metal man be better not near me anyways..." Bethany says, and walks towards the lighted exit

Dianysia: "Metal Man?"

Bethany: Stops again and says, "If you talk, follow," then turns around and leaves this time.

Tristanu follows Dia wherever she goes

Jefferson Harco: I’ll follow Beth

DM: okay, heading out the hall, you cross the makeshift bridge over the pit, and the hallway you're faced with is dark... but as soon as you turn the corner to head down the hallway where there used to be stairs that you took down to get here...
DM: instead, about 50 feet down the hallway simply disappears, leading out into bright sunlight
DM: there's bushes & shrubs pressing up right near the end of the hallway
DM: Bethany has just stepped through the screen of greenery, off to the side

Dianysia gathers her books together better, and her potions. "Go on ahead, if you want. I'll be along in a few minutes, after all. And I CAN take care of myself... contrary to popular belief."

Tristanu: "That was never the question...I just am giving myself somebody to protect...otherwise I would just be overtaken by boredom"

Bethany: "When marines get you, no problem me," she shouts back, then sits down in front of the stone 'thing' for a bit.

Dianysia: "Fine, stay if you need... but stay out of my way. Can you promise that?"

Tristanu: "Get in the way of the only competent spellweaver in the group? Right..."

Dianysia: "That's not a promise."

Jefferson Harco: i contiue to follow beth

Tristanu grabs Dianysia's hand and kisses it. "I promise"

Dianysia: "That'll do. Now move." Dianysia casts detect magic and approaches the drow

Bethany: As she gets outside, she reaches behind her and pulls a black strange device out of a pouch on her belt, and pulls back a little sliding thing, and watchs the horizon. As she notices jeff, she puts a finger to her lips.

DM: okay... in stepping out, you're faced with a completely different terrain than had been outside the temple... it's all rolling hills, liberally overgrown with trees and shrubs, pockmarked with occasional strange craters that have nothing but grass and weeds inside them... turning back, you see that where you just exited from is a huge outcropping of what appears to be bedrock, with the opening to the hallway you just exited fairly well screened by the shrubbery...

Dianysia: "Oh, this might be a good time to do last rights, by the way."

Tristanu: "I would not want to send his spirit to an afterlife that is not his"
Tristanu: "As I am not versed in his race's burial invocations..it may be folley"

Dianysia: "Oh... hmm..."
Dianysia: "If what I'm about to do will offend you, you may wish to leave now."

Tristanu: "Do you intend to take this person's belongings?"

Dianysia: "Only those he no longer needs. Look, there' s nothing wrong with redistribution. It happens in nature, and will anyways. And you made a promise. Besides, I've got a feeling from listening to her, that we really need to hide what we've found."

Tristanu: "Feel no need to explain yourself...he is dead. What can you find on him?"

Dianysia moves to the Drow and grabs the crossbow, belt pouch, and bolts. I grab vials from his pack, and anything else of value from the pockets/packs/ and other items. Then, I move to a locked box against the wall. "Can you help me open this?"

Tristanu Brandishes his Sword. "I only have this key...if needed"

Bethany: Looks up at Jeff, scanning him slightly, "We in Tusgskh... why dress old?"

Dianysia: "That would be great."

Jefferson Harco: Dress old?...
Jefferson Harco: umm....im going to find the others....
Jefferson Harco is franticly looking for some answers

Tristanu: "Can you tell if it holds any type of magical entrapment?"

Dianysia: "Not that I know of. Here, can you take care of that? I have something to do. Thanks.

Bethany: Just shrugs as Jeff goes back inside, and sits down more comfortably, the device resting on her lap as she watches.

Tristanu: Begins hacking away at the box...
DM: your sword clangs against the hasp, but it'd obviously take quite a while to batter open the lock of the chest that way

Dianysia fetches the artifact, using her skirt to pick it up and fetch it into her backpack

Jefferson Harco is searching for Dia and Tris

Dianysia then returns to Tristanu's side.

Jefferson Harco: whats going on in here...and did anyone else know that girl out there....

Tristanu takes a break from hacking at the box when Jeff appears. "Need some healing? You look beaten a bit"

Dianysia: "Not from around here. Yeah, got that... or, rather, we're not from around here. Noticed. Shoo."

Jefferson Harco: I have been hurt in these past couble battles
Jefferson Harco: ok, well i cant make out what she's saying

Tristanu tosses Jeff one of his cure light potions

Dianysia: "That may have SOMETHING to do with your slash first ask later tendencies, and the fact you run in swinging."

Jefferson Harco: i know i know....

Jefferson Harco drinks the cure light potion

Jefferson Harco: thanks tris.
Jefferson Harco: i happened to notice your abilities to open a lock
Jefferson Harco: care if i try?

Tristanu: "Not a problem. Um, Dia, this lock seems to be a little tougher than it looks"

Jefferson Harco: hmm...i think i saw Yu's body lying around....I saw him fiddling with locks before

Jefferson Harco goes in search of Yu's body

Bethany: Getting tired of waiting for them to come out, Bethany walks back into the room and tries to figure out what is taking so long.

Jefferson Harco: hey i found these, lemme try

Bethany: "Guys try open trunk?" Bethany askes watching the fuss over the chest.

Dianysia: "Yeah... but it's MY chest, you guys..."

Jefferson Harco: ok i just open, and you get contents

Dianysia: "I don't care who opens..." she switches languages.

Jefferson Harco: Open Lock
DM: the lock snicks open

Tristanu: "Agreed...I'm just trying to open it because she wants it open"

Jefferson Harco: there ya go dia, good as open

Dianysia: "Thanks. I'll open it from here.

Jefferson Harco: here dia, in case you come across anymore locks
Jefferson Harco: gives the theives tools

Dianysia: "Umm... great... thanks..." Dianysia moves and opens the chest, wanting to find what glowied in here. and puts everything in her pack.

Jefferson Harco: i inspect to see if the other chests are locked
DM: ther other 2 are similarly locked, yes

Dianysia keeps a close watch on him as he does.

Bethany: "Going to look every box?" Bethany askes.

Jefferson Harco: hmm...dia would you like me to open these chests as well?

Dianysia: "Yes. Might help us. Yeah... Same rules....You open, I obtain... You wanted to chase the princess here."
Dianysia: "Hey, Trist... will this help you any?" Dianysia pulls out a large steel shield emblazoned with the sun-symnol of Anor in bas-relief.

Jefferson Harco: ok may i borrow your lock picks?

Dianysia: "Yeah, sure." Dianysia hands them back

Bethany: "I open," Bethany says and walks over to one of the chests and points her device at the lock, and suddnely a loud bang echos in the room.

DM: the rest of you are gonna be jumping sky-high at that bang, because it's louder than even a fireball going off next to you
DM: looking at the source of that sound, you'll be faced with a twisted, battered lock where one of the chests' locks used to be, with Bethany's device pointed at it
DM: (ears gonna be ringing for a couple minutes)

Dianysia: Dianysia hisses at Beth, then translates for the rest."Okay... do that again, and I'll have to beat you. Warn us next time? Nice, though.

Jefferson Harco: what in the world was that?!

Bethany: Bethany turns to Jeff, and says, "My backup for when tired."
Bethany: "I did warn," she says, moveing over to the next chest and pointing the device at it again, and firing it at the lock.

Jefferson Harco: well i hope you get some sleep soon....
Jefferson Harco: or we'll all be deaf as nails

Dianysia covers ears, then moves and obtains the contents. "Fine, let's go. I need to get to Jayde, though.”

Bethany: "it be louder if no move."

Jefferson Harco: hmm...dont know what exactly your telling me, but i think ill just keep on moving, here dia (throwing the lock picks to her) ill wait outside...

Dianysia: 'me fine.

Bethany: "We leave now? Patrol here soon..." Bethany says, concern obvious in her tone

Dianysia: I gather everything and go to Jayde, shifting contents between backpack and saddle pack
Dianysia: "I'm ready... let's roll."

Tristanu: "Yes...I will take the shield by the way"

Dianysia gives it to him.

Bethany: Nods, and walks outside, her device held just in front of her as she heads out.

Dianysia: Okay, so let's go on. "What are patrols?"

DM: so heading outside, now all 4 of you are presented with the same view that Jeff had above... VERY clearly NOT where you entered the temple

Bethany: "What patrols? Normal ones..." Bethany said looking at Dianysia.

Dianysia: "What are you talking about."

Bethany: "No time, we need get over hill..." Bethany says, pointing to a nearby cliff, "Then talk."

Dianysia rolls eyes. "Not so good with the physical..."

Tristanu: "Show us...um...your name?"

Bethany: "Well... name now be Bethany Toulese," Bethany says, "You have looker?"

Dianysia: "Looker?"

Tristanu: "I think she means a device for increasing sight distance perhaps?"

Bethany: Shakes her head, then says, "No no..." then adds in draconic, [Do you have a scout.]

Dianysia: "Oh, she wants a scout! Commando boy, you're up."

Jefferson Harco: YES SIR!!!

Tristanu laughs out loud

Dianysia looks down. "Not a sir."

Bethany: "Quiet good," Bethany says, "Looker lead.. to hill."

Tristanu winks at Dia. "I can tell"

Jefferson Harco: *whispering* ok this way

Dianysia: "What? I thought it was rather obvious."
Dianysia looks completely confused.

Tristanu: "Oh yes...VERY obvious"

Jefferson Harco begins to run towards the hill beth pointed at

Dianysia moves slowly after, Jayde at her side.

Tristanu: "Um...the commando is running...should we be concerned?"

Bethany: "Run go boom... move care," Bethany says.

Tristanu follows Dia

Dianysia: Hmm... he might need some soupport....

Tristanu: "Boom? What do you mean? Is this area trapped?"

Jefferson Harco stops, "Why is everyone going so slow?"

Dianysia: "We'll know in a minute, won't we?"

Bethany: Bethany says in draconic, "Don't run after... we will better be able to help him if we don't get stuck in the same mess he gets in."

Tristanu considers Dia's statement. "hmmm...Trap-bait?"

Dianysia: "Think more along the line of meat shield. Bethany says not to run after."

Jefferson Harco is waiting for the group to catch up

Dianysia speaks in Draconic.

Tristanu thinks Beth's common is getting better

Dianysia: D- "Not running after him. Funnier to watch from afar.

Bethany: Continuing in draconic, "We should move carefully, and keep an eye out. Any patrols wont be hidden, but we don't want them to see us first... a scout should know not to run..."

Tristanu speaks in celestial "Meat shield...terrific"

Jefferson Harco is tired of waiting, and continues to walk towards the hill..

Dianysia: "What language was that?"

Tristanu: "The language of the light...of those aligned with good...not that simple...but close"

Dianysia: "Ah. Celestial, then?"
Dianysia: "Hmm... I'd like to learn... if you wouldn't mind, of course..."

Tristanu: "When we have time...perhaps...it is a very complex language"

Bethany: "The light no exist here," Bethany says, continuning on towards the hill.

Dianysia: "I think I can handle it," Dia says. "I have a knack for languages and learning."
Dianysia: "So, Bethany... my name is Dianysia. Pleasure to meet you. Perhaps you'd like to teach me your language as well?"
Dianysia: "And what ARE you wearing?"

Bethany: d- "My language? You already speak it, well sort of..."

Dianysia: D- "I speak Draconic as you do... but you speak a dialect of our language that only overlaps, not actually is the same."

Bethany: d- "I've already asked you guys what you are wearing... was that like a play gone wrong? I didn't even know you could get plate armor anymore... and I havn't ever seen a sword... outside of some sabers, outside of a muesum."
Bethany: D- "The language is the same, dialect is a sub section of a single language Dianysia. You said you were an elf?"

DM: okay, at this point y'all catch up to Jeff...

DM: this appears to be the highest hill in the area, allowing for a nice wide view... the land stretches on as far as the eye can see in most directions, green and rolling, with lots of those scattered irregular craters... and one area, about 5 miles off, where they're thick on the ground, with lots of tree stumps from shattered trees around as well...
DM: in another direction, off at the horizon, you can see a body of water
DM: looking back, you can see the remains of the temple where you came from... and from this vantage point, it's possible to see that the bedrock sticking up forms the upper half of a perfect dodecahedron

Dianysia: "This is everyday wear from our... well, plane... We've never even SEEN what you're wearing... and what do you mean museum?"
Dianysia: "Yes, I'm an elf."
Dianysia: "Tristanu, do you mind if I explain what you are?"

Tristanu: "I feel that perhaps she may already know...but go ahead"

Dianysia looks around, obviously trying to memorize everything for her journals. "No, she thinks you're a funny looking human.

Bethany: d- "What do you mean your plane? Do you mean another continent? I have never seen anyone like that on one of the others... and what is an elf?"

Dianysia: D- "It's a totally different plane of existence. And an elf is a species, just as human is. He's an Aasimar, which have roots from yet another plane... Planes... different existences..."

Bethany: D-"This is a prime plane.. although I do not know much about the planes," Bethany starts, "We need to head towards that sea, sooner we leave her the better."

Dianysia: "Trist... isn't this amazing? We've found a whole other plane. Just wait until I see Saykinrad."

Tristanu: "Amazing...yes...and somewhat perplexing...ask if Beth knows how we got here"

Dianysia: "Well, lead the way, Beth. We're likelier to survive the trip anyways.:

Bethany: In common, "I understand... bit, no know how you here."

Dianysia: "She says she knows very little about planes, but I'll try."

Dianysia: D- "Neither do we... In fact... I'd like to know how to get home. I really don't even understand what happened... There was a light, then THIS." Dianysia gestures around her.
Dianysia: "Now, back to what YOU'RE wearing... what IS it? It's so odd..."
Dianysia: "And how do you get by on a daily basis without armor?

Bethany: d- "Well, your rock just appeared here. Nearlly squished me. It is just travel clothes, similar to what the military wears..."
Bethany: d- "Well most people don't wear armor anymore, few even know how to wear it. Plus, we don't wear metal armor anymore."

Dianysia: "Military? Don't they need armor? How could you not?
Dianysia: "Does everyone use Mage Armor now?

Bethany: "Mage armor?"

Dianysia: "A spell.. it's like armor made of an invisible force."

Bethany: "Inertial Barrier..."

Dianysia: "Iner Bar WHAT?"
Dianysia: "Is that a restaurant?"

Bethany: "Well, that is what my teacher at the Church called it... I am a Psion."

Jefferson Harco is resting
Jefferson Harco: well i saw movement like 15 miles off so we better get moving

Dianysia: D- “Oh, a psion. Well, that we have in common. My mother wanted me to join the Church."

Bethany: Looks away slightly at the mention of a mother, then adds in draconic, "I never did... wasn't even something I was supposed to do."

Tristanu: "Jeff...what did you see?"

Dianysia: D- "My mother flipped when she heard I was going to be a Wizard."

Jefferson Harco: just something moveing
Jefferson Harco: it kicked up some dust

Tristanu: "Couldn't tell what it was?"

Jefferson Harco: not from this far, but its not coming any closer i know that

Bethany: "What is a wizard," Bethany asked then swtiched to common, "Point it," she said to Jeff.

Jefferson Harco: over there (pointing towards it)

Dianysia: "It's like a psion, but uses spells instead."

Tristanu: "Dia...do you have any spells for Seeing farther away?"

DM: with his pointing, y'all can see, there's something moving a good ways off, too far to pick out what it is, but it's kicking up a bit of dust, about as much as several horsemen riding together

Dianysia: No, I don't.

Dianysia: D- "Is this those patrols you've been speaking of?"

Bethany: "Get down," Bethany says, dropping to a kneel, then in Draconic, "We will be fine, it is just one of the patrols I was talking about. We should rest here, have a good view, no fire, nothing though."

Dianysia translates,

Bethany: "Dianysia, see if your friends would mind resting here. I need some sleep pretty bad, had walked all day when I nearly got squished."

Dianysia: Hey, you guys muind resting here? I mean, I'm wasted... Beth is too, so unless you want to be defeaned again..."

DM: which reminds me... despite only a few hours having passed since y'all woke up this morning... with Beth's statement (and as soon as it's translated), it hits you, the sun is well into the afternoon/evening sky

Jefferson Harco: i need a rest

Tristanu: "hmm...it seems that the time in our current reality is running a bit late...I guess we should rest anyway"

Dianysia sits and pulls out my books.
Dianysia: Jayde lays down beside me and nudges me until I give her a chunk of meat to gnaw on.

Tristanu takes stock of his remaining rations and frowns

Dianysia: "What's wrong?"

Tristanu: "We are going to need to find a source of food within the next 3 days"

Dianysia: "You're that low on rations already? Maybe we can hunt?"

Tristanu: "Only...I have no idea where we are...or if we will be able to"

Dianysia: D- "Where do we hunt?"

Bethany: Clears a small section of land, after dropping her pack, and then pulls out a sack from her pack, taking a roll of fabric out of it. A few moments later, she has unrolled a strang fabric, which makes strange crinkly noise as she works. Another few moments later, she has inserted the folding poles into sleeves, and puts her pack inside of the tent.
Bethany: d- "Not here, not much alive other then plants."

Dianysia: D- "Well, how do you obtain your food then?"

Bethany: d- "I... umm, bring it with me..."

Dianysia: "Yes, but where do you hunt to gather it?"

Bethany: d- "I've never hunted in my life..."
Bethany: d- "Even when my life was at a point where I might hunt... women didn't hunt."

Dianysia: D- "Are you married? Some way lame? Someone provide for you?"
Dianysia: "She says she's never hunted before..."

Tristanu eats half a ration while they talk

Bethany: Looks away and down at the mention of marriage, and says in draconic, "No... not married. But hunting is just not something people do."

Dianysia: D- "But... how so you survive? You surely need meat?"

Bethany: d- "Most people do, you buy it though..."

Dianysia: "Buy meat? Why?"

Bethany: d- "I've always remembered it this way.. it just has been that way since I was born."

Dianysia: "And no one hunts?"

Bethany: d- "No.. not really... military would problely kill anyone who tried."

Dianysia: D- "Why? Isn't the military meant to protect the people? Why kill those who only seek to survive?"

Bethany: d- "Protect?" she asks with a bit of surprise, then laughs a bit, "You really are not from here, are you?"

Dianysia: "What's so funny? City guards and the like... they were formed to protect you, didn't they?"
Dianysia looks confused and speaks much faster. "I don't understand at all..."
Dianysia: "Tristanu... she's implying the local military are not made to protect the people..."

Bethany: d- "If by 'city guard' you mean police, they are meant to protect the military, and the military is so young orcs can go off to war and when honor and all that fuss... they could care less about the people of their nation..."

Tristanu: "What? you mean like they are against the people? Is that idea really new? Nations and factions have warred many times before...and this could be a Dictatorship"

Dianysia: "It makes no sense... Dictators make no sense."
Dianysia: D- "Okay, what do you mean 'orcs go off'... are we sure wer're talking about the same thing?"

Tristanu: "Does the military seek to surplant your people?"

Dianysia: "She keeps mentioning orcs....she thought *I* was an orc. Really...Do I LOOK like an orc?"

Tristanu smiles and lets the obvious orc joke slide

Bethany: d- "Well you kind of do. A lot prettier... but the ears are similar..."

Tristanu: "Does the military seek to surplant your people?"

Dianysia: D- "You've really never seen an elf before, have you? Or an orc, if you think we're anything similar..."

Bethany: d- "Anyways, we are talking about the military right? And tell your friend, no they don't."

Dianysia: "No... they don't, she says."

Bethany: d- "Dianysia, I have not seen an elf... never heard of one until today. But I have seen Orcs almost everyday of my life. My old neighbor was an orc."
Bethany: d- "Part of why I moved."

Dianysia still looks annoyed at being compared to an orc.

Tristanu: "Ask her what would happen if we were discovered by the 'patrols' please"

Dianysia: D- "What do orcs do here? Why are they in the military, and what in the HELL is the military doing if NOT protecting it's people... and Trist wants to know what will happen if we're discovered by the patrols.

Bethany: d- "They will probably kill you and Trist, and capture me and the other guy. And Orcs ARE the military... and what do you mean what do they do? They are the government."

Dianysia: Translates, then speaks. D- "A militant government... and why do they fear outsiders so?
Dianysia: D- "You guys really need a new government."

Bethany: d- "If you are not orc, gobloniod, or human, then you are an aberration and should not be permited to exist... and it has always been this way..." she says, the shrugs.

Tristanu: "ok...so, yes, the military DOES seek to surplant them...it sounds like an internment society...and heavily race driven...

Dianysia: D- "Well, I can protect myself. Trust me, they'd never know... Trist, though... and what would they do to you and Jeff?"
Dianysia: "Yeah, race driven... Orc, Goblinoid, or Human...Anyone else and it's lights out."

Bethany: d- "No, they are more then you would expect, what I did to those locks back in that stone thing, is nothing compared to what they have. And probably torture us, use us for labor or kill us also."

Dianysia translates, looking more than slightly angry.
Dianysia: D- "Okay, so what... Humans are slaves?"

Bethany: d- "Not at all, we actually are quite well off. My father was a doctor, my mother a nurse."

Dianysia: D- "But then why can they torture or kill you at will?"

Bethany: d- "Because this is a battlefield."

Dianysia: D- "A battlefield?"

Tristanu: "ok...Ask Beth if she knows any method that we can use to return to our world please"
Tristanu: "People are depending on us to complete the task we were sent to complete"

Bethany: d- "Aye, neither side really wants to beat eachother, but they want to fight, so they do it here. You couldn't tell? No, you wouldn't be able to... you would not of ever seen real artillery."

Dianysia: "You have no way to shield yourself, do you?" Dia asks Tristanu, looking concerned.

Tristanu: "What do you mean? And could you ask the question please?"

Dianysia: D- "Do you know any way to get us back to our plane?"
Dianysia: "If they are looking for humans, goblins or orcs... You cannot fool them, can you?"

DM: and in-game time, it's getting pretty close to sunset

Dianysia: D- "Would you rather I go locate the patrol and ask THEM?"
Dianysia: "Did you hear that?"

Tristanu: "Hear what?"
Tristanu: "All I hear is your constant gibberish"

Dianysia motions for quiet. "Shhh. You didn't hear that?"

Jefferson Harco: yeah sounds like a fire

Bethany: Looks toward the direction of the noise, whispering, "Its just a fight."

Dianysia: "Yeah... sounds like a fire... and it's not our fire... we shouldn't be able to hear a fire..."

Tristanu: "We have a fire?"

Dianysia rolls eyes... "No, hence my certainty it's not ours."

Tristanu: "That would be really dumb considering our current location"
Tristanu: "I now deem this 'Lighthouse Hill'!!"

Bethany: d- "Its not a fire, its gunfire... same thing I used in the room, just bigger and a lot more of them."
Bethany: d- "tell them not to worry about it, just go off to sleep."

DM: after about a minute or two, the sound dies down, disappearing