[Game Thread] Mission Log 01: Crashing the Party

[Caput]

"Sounds fun. I'm kinda worried though. We don't seem... good." She scratches her head at her arguing team mates. She's not actually managed to follow the argument, but as far as she can tell, it's about nothing. Who cares about desserts? That's the stuff halflings eat. It's no fun unless the food wants to escape... I thought these guys would be more... cheerful.

[Kshnik]

As the one in the white coat holds up a picture of the paladin Jasper, in his small form, laughs Pretty enough but some ugly teeth. If any of his companions have been paying attention this laugh is abnormal since Jaspers large form is the only form they have seen show that emotion. As the White Coat mentions the name of the town Jasper sneers in a low whisper they going to provide us with a map? As the White Coat continues Jaspers begins to smile and as the White Coat finishes his speech Jasper states in a low whisper so attack them before they attack us and steal the spear. I wonder when they will think to provide us with equipment.

[GeoAvanti]

Heulwen titters to herself excitedly.

"There is no offense there, little butterfly. Not to you" With an incline of her head, she gestures toward the Kobold with the googly eyes. "Besides, I would judge you as more of a... Dewberry, in color." She grins mischievously as all the others respond to her quip in a matter that is tantalizingly honest. Oh yes, this very well may be fun and interesting.

When the Half-Dragon-- clearly the one in charge of everything worth anyone's time-- outlines their objectives, Heulwen's head tilts to the side, and for a moment her tail stops it's flicking back and forth. There is a note of concern for a brief moment before it is stated that their objective is not to try and kill him. That's good. Heulwen is not very talented at causing grievous injury and death. She looks at the others: They seem more than capable of that task.

However, the talk about the other things piques her interest. Free food? Why, that is ever the universal reason for anyone to crash anything! She giggles to herself before reasserting her own faculties in a capacity that is useful to her. This town, and this man. She does not know them. Maybe. Isn't that a maybe? All things are born, yes? Then why does she not remember anything before waking up a few days prior? Surely she is not that young-- how else could she know without having been taught?

Huffing to herself, she closes her eyes and contemplates, forcing her conscious mind aside in an effort to discover any lingering knowledge buried somewhere in her own mind. She has two needs: The Deeds, History, and Import of this Paladin-to-be and his family. And the town they are to steal from-- anything about it would be peachy. Standing militia or army. Defensive fortifications. Presence or lack of militant religious sects. She seeks deep in her consciousness for knowledge about these things. She is sure she must know something. She is a Sphinx. What good would she be if she didn't know everything

OOC   Using Focused Trance on Both of these. 1d6 rounds of zoning out before the roll happens. Nobility -- On the Paladin-to-be and his Family in general. Dice Roll: 1d6 4 Dice Roll: 1d20+26 (11)+26 Total = 37 History -- Anything about the spear or the town that might be useful to our task. Dice Roll: 1d6 4 Dice Roll: 1d20+26 (15)+26 Total = 41 Two uses of Focused Trance brings me down to one more left today.

[Cuross]

With continued staring, he starts to huff excitedly. "Haha, we get sharp pointy thing? Yaaay!" A small puff of fire escapes his mouth. "We take lots of things!"

[Caput]

Khalla looks awkwardly at claw."Uh, yeah. Sure."

[Fragmaster01]

"That is the general idea. You'll be leaving this evening, try to stay out of trouble before then. Probably an impossibility, but..." The dragon person, having said what he needed to say, quickly excused himself out a back door with the orc. They were granted freedom from your madness, and that wasn't a gift they were going to squander anytime soon.

The lab-coated one is a bit miffed at having been left alone, but still has some fun to indulge in. "So, shall we get you all settled in?!

Musings
The captain of the guard has decided he doesn't like you. (Opinion of you: lowered)
The half-dragon thinks you're all nuts. (Opinion of you: lowered)
The kobold scientist is holding his breath. (Opinion of you: as an excited owner with his new pets)

Heulwen:

[Kshnik]

Settle in.. he means equipment. Jasper thinks as his form switches from small to large as he steps out of the shadows. As he reaches his 10 foot tall frame Jasper states in a calm manner. I am ready to get settled in.

[Tsukos]

"Mayrie rather leave and smash now, but go out no large smashy things bad idea." The small blue thing muses rather loudly as she flutters about, not sure where said 'large smashy things' are kept.

[Cuross]

Claw looks around, one of the first times his eyeballs are synced, "I don't have marbles! I need marbles!" He doesn't yet realize the issues with his request, but he won't for a while...in fact, who's to tell what he will require for yon venture.

[GeoAvanti]

After spending some time in imitation of a particularly well-known sculpture of a thinking figure, insight reaches Heulwen's mind. Yet, with the clarity that brings, the... complete lack of it from her 'associates' is a mark of clarity that begs to pass beyond every physical sense.

She had been unaware of what else was being said by the big important people-- she had been far too busy losing herself in thought. But the others seemed... excited? That was probably not a good thing. Talk of smashing, and marbles, and settling in. She is slightly confused, though that is what she gets for not paying attention.

"Can we simply go with the next step now?" she says, her words vague enough to help hide her own bemusement over what horrors await them now. Such as giving the Butterfly a weapon...

[Fragmaster01]

Fun Facts: You now have semi-free reign over where you wanna go. Semi, because they won't let you go into the common areas(and terrify the locals), anywhere restricted(where you could break things), or anywhere boring(as you have to stay with the chaperone at all times, and he's easily sidetracked). All students are to report back to the bus by leaving time(preferably 15 minutes early), and should be on their best behavior at all times(though you imagine that sitting on your best behavior all that time would make it rather cranky, and you wonder whether you can get a different seat for later tonight).

Current Location - The Back Tunnels: These small windy passageways were created by some very bored miners who wanted a faster way from Here to There, without having to go anywhere that Traffic would interfere with that. They're a low priority in regards to maintenance, and as such only half the lights have been replaced with continual flames, despite the tunnel system dating back at least 2 years(as far as we can tell). Jasper has a few issues fitting at the moment, the tunnels were designed to be comfortable for these midget creatures.

Places of Travel:

Location	Travel Brochure
The War Room	You were just here. It's empty now, as far as you can tell. Maybe later you can come back and make a nice pillow fort there.
The Forge	Equipment and weapons for all you jerks! You've never been here, but people say it's nice.
The Bibliomance	Shelves upon shelves of books and scrolls(as well as occasional illegal drugs. The librarians get a bit bored down here, you see). You doubt they have anything for you at the moment, but just maybe...
Arcane Labs	This is where they keep you most of the time, by putting you in a box. You think that the dragon person wanted you to go do other things, and that they weren't going to put you in the box again just yet.

[Kshnik]

Jasper switches between laughter and cursing as he keeps banging his head in his larger form. This doesnt last long as Jaspers body begins to shrink down to its short form. Once in short form Jasper coughs to get their chaperones attention as he states You were taking us to get weapons and equipment.. Is this the right way?

[Caput]

Khalla slides up to the scientist. "Settled in sounds good. I get to keep my box, right?"

OOC Gotta have your priorities right.

[Cuross]

Claw charges off in a random direction, it probably takes him a few tries to get back outside his cage before he finds his way to the armory.

[Fragmaster01]

Current Location - The Forge: It's a bit smoky in here. You've traveled a good ways away from your box, through an overly large iron door into a room that seems to glow bright red from somewhere. Ah, there we go, some orcs and kobolds are hard at work slamming hammers into semi-molten metal. The quality of their work... varies. There's a one-eyed gnome in the corner who's having trouble making his sword come out quite straight, while that orc over there seems to be smithing up a storm. You wonder whether the gnome would be better employed somewhere like the kitchens, until you remember that they serve gnome for lunch on the weekends. She might take offense to that sort of thing.

You're motioned over to a side door, bearing a sign that proudly declares Armury Armoury. It's not as dramatic a door as the one leading into the Forge. "Come on in, and do try to contain your enthusiasm for a little bit. Some of these are a bit sharp."