I opened the doors to the library with Spesof in tow and immediately understood what was meant by the library being buried. Practically everything was covered in what must have been a full inch of dust. The only exceptions were the guard sleeping in the back corner and another elf slowly browsing one of the shelves. With the way the dust revealed his reading order, I could almost imagine that he hadn’t moved from that spot for centuries. The sheer amount of dust was near inexplicable, and I couldn’t understand how either of the two could manage to use the library in this state.
Unfortunately, given all the dust present I wouldn’t be able to even read the spines of the books. After a moment of thought, I laid out my portable hole just outside the room and grabbed the brim of my hat. As I remembered the gust cantrip step by step, I could feel the spell weaving itself together as the hat’s subtle embroidery started to softly glow. The spell fully fixed, I reached out and pulled the wind, directing it against the floor, through the dust and into the hole. It started out well enough, but as I broadened it to get the rest of the room I startled the guard awake and was startled in turn, loosing focus and spreading dust throughout the room. As the guard started coughing and wheezing I struggled to refocus the wind, ignoring the dust in my nose that paled in comparison to the Dust of Sneezing and Choking. I finally managed to get it all under control and stored away.
The guard is definitely not happy, walking towards me and yelling about assaulting a guardsman. While I’m still struggling to figure out how to respond, the other elf intervenes, getting the guard to look around a moment. Interrupted, the guard actually looks and sees the results of the cleaning. With a whistle, he makes a comment on not sleeping with dust on his face and returns to his post to make good on that.
I turn to the intervener and apologize for the disruption and lack of consideration. He accepts it with gratefulness for the improvements. He shakes my hand and introduces himself as Skyseer Roderick Onus. I introduce myself in return and explain why I’m searching here. He’s wary, as I’d expect anyone who understands liches to be, but I’m able to clarify and explain that we’re looking to stop a would-be lich.
After a brief interlude where Roderick bemoans his lack of correspondences, I ask about the organization of the library. Unfortunately, the closest thing to an index is the dozen titles he’s written down for his own research and the only ordering has been where the book donors placed their donations. Helpfully though, he does pull out three potentially related books; one on funeral rights, one on magical items and one potentially heretical text labeled ?”Light of the Lunar Lady and the Sins Against Her”. As I carefully pack them away in my bag of holding, making sure the less savoury text is not easily accessible, I’m given one more warning on how necromancer’s are viewed here. Making a note of it, I head off to find Tittlin to see if I can get him to help with translation. He may not be my first choice, but there’ll be the fewest consequences from burdening him with it. Spesof is mostly silent on the way back to Drusilia’s room, and I’m fairly sure that he’s politely bored of twiddling his thumbs with me.
Back in Drusilia’s chambers, I knock before entering the illusion. Perhaps unsurprisingly, leaving Tittlin alone with others has resulted in a new variety of chaos. I step in just in time to see a large wolf and the blur of something else dragged underground by vines. Deliberately ignoring the strangeness, I interrupting Tittlin’s complaining and ask for his help in translating. As expected, he’s not enthusiastic about it. Instead, he pushes the task off to Durlan, who while not enthusiastic about it either does have more of a scholarly bend to him. Possibly bored of being left out, Spesof heads off for a walk as we search for a quiet room to get started working on the texts.
We get in a good half hour of work, hopping around the text a bit before we find what we think we’re looking for before Spesof returns with pleasant news; Professor Lassagaseer is here! Unfortunately, that’s the only pleasant bit. He’s here as a refugee like many from Torveldus and was almost turned away by Beiydark. To complicate matters further, there’s also been a murder. The invisible Tittlin immediately takes credit, before realizing the interpretation and back pedaling.
I look around trying to find him as he goes on about it being the wrong kind of ammo. Uncharacteristically frustrated, I ask him to put his damn hood down. Drawing out his satisfaction, Tittlin comments on my rudeness and patronizingly asks me to say please. Biting my tongue, I swallow my pride and ask him to please put the hood down so I can see where he is. To which, he replies from behind me, it’s already down. I take a few deep breaths to keep him from giving me an aneurism and turn around to face him. Evidently I haven’t kept it all off my face as he tries to make me feel better by saying he’s sent one of the guards to the psyche ward with this trick.
With a few more deep breaths, I ask about the professor and Spesof leads me to the teleportation yard, explaining that things look bad all over Torveldus. As we enter, I see the guards standing around the body, slowly cleaning things up. I ask if it could be unrelated to everything else. Tittlin suspects the Black Dagger, but nobody really knows anything. Not even who was killed on account of the head missing. I startle and comment that they should have lead with that, before asking if Tittlin saw anything before the guards closed it off. His only response is a surprised O face, before putting up his hood and fading from view.
Seeing that I’m not going to be able to see anything past the guards, I head over to professor Lassagaseer. He spots me quickly and waves me over before closing the gap and hugging me. Caught by surprise, it takes me a moment to return it. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him this happy to see me before. Trying to be sympathetic with what he’s going through, I comment on how he’s run practically the length of Torveldus to get here. He immediately perks up at this, seeming to relish the chance to point out a mistake of mine.
I roll my eyes as we bicker a bit before asking how bad things are in Torveld. The capital is apparently a disaster zone, with everything off-campus looking like an apocalypse. The silence lingers as the magnitude of this sinks in.
The professor then asks what I’m doing here and I explain what’s happened with Aemmin Simserion and his exceedingly vague plans for the monastery. I invite him to help with the research as he’d be a significant boon and it would help take his mind off things. He agrees and we head back to the temple, narrowly avoiding getting involved in invisible Tittlin shenanigans.
Arriving back in the library, we’ve put together a significant research team. Durlan with his organization, Skyseer Onus with his familiarity and professors Lassagaseer and Tomori as experts of necromancy. As we get started and the Elvish starts sailing through the air, it hit’s me then that I’m the only non-elf here…
Another half hour has passed, and although we’ve definitely made more headway than with just me and Durlan, we’re still struggling to get any purchase on the theological concepts involved. Onus is not at the level to be able to understand and explain all we need, and none of the books have been written in anything close to an introductory fashion, seeming to prefer mystery and gravitas to clarity. We crossed one more concept off our list as too vague to research and were selecting the next one when the doors opened and a shrill voice called out asking what was going on in here.
- Momen Tomori in library with Spesof Beegstick
- Incredibly dusty, books practically invisible
- 1” of dust
- Guard asleep by the wall
- One other elf, can see order he’s read the books based on how dusty they are.
- Bothered by dust
- Gust it all into portable hole
- Winds up getting dust airborne first
- Fine compared to dust of choking and sneezing
- Wakes up guard in coughing fit
- Irate, asks what momen’s doing
- Other elf, Skyseer Roderick Onus calms him down
- Guard looks around, whistles appreciatively, goes back to sleeping
- Apologize for rudeness
- Introductions
- Ask where to look for litch info
- Reassure that it’s not form me
- Missed reference to Iladrien Lassagaseer
- Ask about index; 12 book titles written on a sheet of paper
- No organizational scheme other than where people place the books when they donate them
- Most of the books are elvish, only a few are common
- Ask Roderick for related books
- Warning on how necromancer’s are perceived
- Finds a few books; ?”Lady of the Lunar Lady and the Sins Against Her”, funeral rights, known magical items
- All elvish
- Go off to find Tittlin as he know’s elvish and can be bothered without consequence
- Still chatting with Drusilla
- Bag of animals, she is not impressed
- Animals swallowed by vines from the ground
- Tittlin bemoaning loss of dire wolf
- Ask for help
- Tit passes off to Durlin
- Not pleased, but willing to help
- Spesof heads off for a walk
- Momen and Durlan look for a quiet place to start the research
- Make some progress
- Spesof returns, apparently Professor Lassagaseer is here
- Almost got turned away
- Someone got murdered?
- Looking for spy, couldn’t find them, found body in a bush
- Tit starts talking saying it wasn’t him,
- Frustrated, can’t find where tittlin’s talking from, misses hearing about beheading
- Say please
- Making guards crazy as well
- Right behind you
- Ask about what Prof Lassagaseer is doing here
- Bad pretty much everywhere in Torveldus
- Go to see him by the teleportation gates
- See the guards by the body
- Ask if it could just be coincidence
- Tit thinks it was the Black Dagger
- Don’t even know who was murdered, no head
- Could have lead with that
- Ask if Tittlin saw anything before the guards started the investigation
- Puts up hood and goes off to see what he can
- Go to see Iladrien
- Unexpected and out of character hug
- Asks about how he’s doing having fled the entire length of Torveldis
- Gets on momen’s case for hyperbole
- Most normal thing he’s done in the past week
- Ask if he’s able to talk about what’s happened and ask
- Capital is in bad state
- University is holding back on campus, rest of city is apocalyptic
- Found something that might help take his mind off things
- Explain I’m hear for Aemmin Simserion and could use help
- Tittlin doesn’t show up and starts bothering Lassagaseer while invisible
- Explain Tittlin, best I can
- Crime scene’s pretty much cleaned up by this point
- Head back to temple
- Feel a bit out of place surrounded by so many elves now
- Spesof heads off to washroom and Tittlin does not re-appear
- Still not making headway on the theological side of things, books are not written in an accessible manner
- Beiydark wanders in and asks what is going on
DM: Now recording. Momen Tomori: I recorded All right. DM: Okay. Momen Tomori: Do I could not open my oh I probably clicked the door, didn’t I? DM: Off we go. Momen Tomori: Do I have why is that not a ritual? Tittlin: Well, I’m still indisposed, so somebody else take the lead. Spesof Beegstick: Well, Moman and I are in the library, so you’re not in this scene for now. Spesof Beegstick: Reading books. Momen Tomori: Why is Mordecan’s private sanctum a ritual? Momen Tomori: When am I gonna have that prepared? DM: Just how it is. DM: All right. DM: Yep. DM: You’re just hanging out eating that sour candy and shooting the shit. Momen Tomori: All right. Tittlin: Um, I would like to roll a skill to see if I’m better off in Druselia’s books after this call meeting thing. DM: Give me an insight check. Tittlin: Well, that insight. Tittlin: Wait, in bad. DM: Yeah. DM: Insight. DM: To assess the mood of others. DM: Eh, you think she’s not really warming up to you. DM: Best often moment, you enter into the library. DM: It is uh well, dusty. DM: Looking around. DM: Looking around the room, you can see that the bookshelves are would more aptly be called dust shelves. DM: There is uh hardly a single book visible. DM: All of the spines of the books are covered in about an inch of dust. DM: The uh lecterns, the book stands, they are ornate uh metal work that has since completely rusted through. DM: Uh, standing up against the wall, and he is clearly uh asleep at the uh you can see on the carpet there’s uh definitely uh footsteps on it, yes. Momen Tomori: Is there a little trench in front of his feet where he walks into and out of the room? DM: He’s not prone. Momen Tomori: He’s a guard, not a commoner. Momen Tomori: He knows how to sleep on his feet. Momen Tomori: Probably rather uh at attention with his eyes open as well. DM: The shelf that they are at has the only books that are not completely covered in dust. DM: But you can see exactly which books they’ve read and in what order based on how much dust is on them. DM: So the first book they read, you can see now has a significant amount of build-up, and the book that they’re now reading has the least amount of dust. Momen Tomori: Question. Momen Tomori: Can you imagine if there’s all dust of of sneezing and choking? Momen Tomori: We got the bot iron, right? DM: Simply be aware. Momen Tomori: Yes. Momen Tomori: It does for me. Momen Tomori: Yeah. Momen Tomori: So I have two I have two questions. Momen Tomori: The first one is Does the dust here gather unusually quickly, or has this dude just been checking out books one by one over the centuries? Momen Tomori: And then my second question is Dust Earth. Momen Tomori: Dang it. Momen Tomori: Some of it Which still sounds weird. Spesof Beegstick: Do we recognize this man? Spesof Beegstick: Is it a man? DM: Actually, uh, you think you saw him at the uh ceremony where uh Lethrill presented the sword. DM: So you know that he’s a member of the order, but you don’t know. DM: Yeah, the pecu the bequeathment, but you don’t remember you don’t know anything about him. DM: What sounds weird? Spesof Beegstick: What are we looking for? Momen Tomori: Isn’t that just not? DM: What’s you even have that cantrip? Momen Tomori: Yes, there we go. Momen Tomori: If I use g the cantrip gust. Momen Tomori: Do I does that mean I can does that give me a uh does that mean I can rig it up to move all the dust into one corner, or am I just gonna make it all airborne? Momen Tomori: No, but I have my hat that I have never used because the wizard cancer is just as big as the wizard spell list. Momen Tomori: I have been wearing this for how do I show this for so long? Momen Tomori: Huh? Momen Tomori: Did that work? Momen Tomori: I tried to show it, it didn’t work. DM: Uh, I will say that yes, if you use the wizard hat to cast gust, you can use that to move all of the dust into one location. Momen Tomori: Can I put it into the portable hole? DM: Uh, if you want to, I suppose. Momen Tomori: A hole. Momen Tomori: It’s a hole that I can take with me. Momen Tomori: It’s a hole of holding. Momen Tomori: Anyway. Momen Tomori: So would Mohan ask first, or would he just be so frustrated by the amount of dust that he’s just gonna straight straight out start gusting to unload it? DM: Of rude. Spesof Beegstick: Could you theoretically like put all the dust in the portable hole, go somewhere else, and then plop down the portable hole, and then use gust inside the portable hole to shoot all of the dust into a room. Momen Tomori: I see no reason why not fly up on Pivoland’s magic carpet and just empty the empty the portable hole. Momen Tomori: But we’re just thinking of all the crazy stuff we could do with a portable hole full of dust. Momen Tomori: Make some clocking noises and then rolls out the portable hole and starts quote unquote vacuuming using the gust spell. DM: All right, you begin blowing the dust around the room into the portable hole. DM: The guard snaps awake. DM: What the other elf in the room. DM: Oh gosh, what proven give me a constitution saving throw. Momen Tomori: Can I not make sure to direct the gust so it doesn’t doesn’t choke me out? DM: You are in a very enclosed space full of dust. Momen Tomori: Alright. DM: Alright, you’re perfectly fine. DM: This is nothing compared to when you had that other dust thrown in your face. DM: Alright. DM: The uh dust disappears into the portable hole. DM: At which point the guard stands up, walks over and points at you with his club and says, You there, what the hell are you doing? Momen Tomori: I I I used Gus to pull pull the dust away from his his his face. Momen Tomori: Cl cleaning up this mess. Momen Tomori: What does it look like? DM: Looks like you’re causing a serious distraction or bodily harm against a guard. DM: At this point, the elf, the other elf walks up. DM: Now now, Roderick, that was rude, but I’m sure you can agree perfectly necessary after this library has sat unused for three hundred years. Momen Tomori: Moment rolls up his hole. DM: The guard. DM: The guard Roderick looks around the room, whistles, and then says, well, at least I won’t get any dust in my face when I sleep anymore. DM: And goes back to sleeping. Momen Tomori: I do apologize for not for not uh asking first, but uh it was honestly infuriating to see the state of the place. DM: Oh, it was absolutely abysmal. DM: Quite frankly, the state of this library is one of my biggest contentions. Momen Tomori: Um take a take his hand and give it a shake. DM: He holds out his hand. DM: Nice to meet you. DM: I’m Skyseer Onus. Momen Tomori: Professor Momentomari, Professor of Applied Necromancy at No Auto School of Magic. DM: He chuckles. DM: Well, you and most of the other folks around here. DM: So, uh you guys, no offense, but you guys don’t look to be the uh theological type. Momen Tomori: No, and that’s precisely the re the reason I’m here. Momen Tomori: I’m I’m look I’m looking for uh for the for knowledge that I don’t have. DM: And what what would that be Noological connotations of litchdom? Momen Tomori: I’m trying to to determine in the I’m trying to look for No Anyway, uh look looking for information on the uh on the theological connot connotations of Lichdom looking to counteract one who is a fellow by the name of Amon Sim Syrian, if you have uh if you do ever hear anything about him be on the lookout. Spesof Beegstick: No, it’s just a giggling. DM: That’s a pretty serious topic. DM: He looks you up and down. DM: Professor of Necromancy, you’re not he waves his finger at you, thinking uh you know. DM: Well he uh puts a finger to his chin and says aiming some Syrian, aiming some Syrian. DM: Uh can’t say I can’t say I know anyone by that name. Momen Tomori: If if a new if in your duke if you do encounter someone by that name, I’m keep a wary eye. DM: Nods. DM: Uh there is uh I do know another necromancer from uh’s that’s the uh Torveldon University of Magic and Sorcery. DM: Uh he was think he was an elf it’s on the tip of my tongue. Momen Tomori: I’m I’m assuming that I’m I’m assuming that’s the uh the correspondent or moments correspondent. DM: Uh yeah, Momens Colleague and rival, Iladrian Lasigoser. Momen Tomori: That would be Professor Lasagarcia, right? DM: Ah that’s it, that’s it. Momen Tomori: I have been uh engaged uh contest of one upmanship with him for a while now. DM: I see, I see the uh looks around the library. DM: Well, around these parts, uh I don’t have much competition not very often once a month or so he nods. Momen Tomori: I’m assuming you do at least do you at least get mail for for here? Momen Tomori: Is the is the service regular at least? Momen Tomori: Well that at the very least I would highly recommend and uh trying to keep up correspondences, then if if uh it’s uh it’s terribly difficult to find uh to find uh those in your field if you if in your not uh where the field is regardless, uh co could you could you point me towards the the index? Momen Tomori: I’m I’d like to uh see what I can find. DM: Right, an index. DM: He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a piece of paper with some scribbles on it. DM: There’s about twelve books listed on it. Momen Tomori: That uh does not bode well. Momen Tomori: I see. Momen Tomori: Is there is there any other organizational scheme that I that I can and use to help me navigate the place, or I’m or am I just uh re down to walking the shelves and reading the spines? DM: Well he looks around the room, and you can see that there are quite a number of books. DM: You could always most of the books here were donated by members of the clergy. DM: You could always ask them which books they’ve donated and whether any of them are related to your particular field of interest, but apart from that he winces. DM: I’m afraid it’s the old fashioned look. Momen Tomori: Are you the one that has been shelving the place, or then the donations are essentially people just show up with a book and and chuck it on a shelf somewhere? DM: Oh no, I’m just I’ve just perused a few books, which seems to be the most action that this library has seen in several hundred years. DM: E nods. DM: That’s correct. DM: The uh generally the temple accepts a donation when people join the join and of course the higher the donation, the better your starting rank. DM: I, of course, as a mere sky seer didn’t have much to offer. DM: Most of the other members are members of the clergy are much higher in terms of their uh status, their nobility that came with plenty of gold and books and staff and cutlery and plates and furniture and such in your character sheet. Momen Tomori: Where are my languages listed? DM: You have common draconic dwarvis and orc. Momen Tomori: Oh, there they are. Momen Tomori: Does uh Moman know any well looking at the books? Momen Tomori: Are they elvish? DM: Yes. Momen Tomori: Does does Moman at least know the s know the script from having a been pen pals with an elf for uh for a half a century or so because I need him to translate the entire damn library when I’m searching for a single title. Tittlin: Why aren’t you just asking the elf to translate? DM: Plus, you don’t even know the title. Momen Tomori: First step is is to get a lay of the land, and it doesn’t it doesn’t seem like uh well. Momen Tomori: I start by look but oh no, I can’t even read. DM: I’d say I’d say ninety percent of the books are elvish, about five percent are common, and about five percent seem to be celestial. DM: And then there’s a few smatterings of other languages here and there. Momen Tomori: So then start at least by asking about the books that he does know about to see if he has encountered any that uh that are um that would seem relevant. DM: He thinks for a moment. DM: Well generally speaking, the daughter of the night skies is not particularly fond of necromancers. DM: After all, one of her part of her portfolio is funerals and death. DM: So it’s seen as a bit of a perversion to raise the dead. DM: Quite frankly, I’m surprised that no one has uh shunned you or harassed you about being a necromancer, but perhaps you simply haven’t been speaking it out too loud. Momen Tomori: I haven’t been ki I haven’t been keeping my title a secret, but uh but I don’t but I certainly haven’t been uh do doing doing any uh doing any practice so Moman set Moment looks at the lecterns and finds one there are no actual tables around, just the lecterns, right? DM: Onus nods. DM: I see, I see. DM: Well, let’s see here. DM: If you’re looking for something about necromancy and Sahaneen, he pulls one of the books off the shelves and uh puts it in your hands. DM: This is the Lady of the Lunar Lady and the Sins Against Her. DM: This details all the practices and uh ideas that are considered uh heretical. DM: So uh don’t go reading this one in public. DM: Apart from that. DM: Correct. Momen Tomori: All right, Moman finds a s whichever electern appears to be the sturdiest first and the cleanest second, and uh after potentially putting down a down down a uh cloth or something like that to keep the book clean, sets the book down upon it. DM: He comes back with another book. DM: This one is about funeral rights. DM: And this should provide at least some insight into how the uh the temple prepares bodies and deals with the dead, if that has any bearing on what that necromancer plans to do. DM: He looks through some more shells. DM: Hands you another book, and this one should detail some of the magical items that the temple is aware of, in case what he’s after is actually a not a theological or magical uh technique, but rather an instrument of some variety. DM: With that you have three quite large books, all of them clearly written in elvish. Momen Tomori: Need to figure out how to actually get them read. Momen Tomori: Um and obviously do not want to impose and have this dude uh sit here and just reading entire textbooks to me. Momen Tomori: That would be incredibly rude. Momen Tomori: Uh has Moment picked up any um elvish from his from his uh pen pal ship Yeah. DM: Not particularly. DM: I mean, a little bit, but it’s mostly like greetings and such. Momen Tomori: All right comprehend languages is a spell on the on the wizard spell list and a first level spell at that, but it’s not one that I know all right. Momen Tomori: So um bump is it expected that I can take books out of the library, or is it expected that they stay here? DM: Quite frankly, it doesn’t seem like it’s expected that anyone even reads the books. DM: You suspect you won’t have any issue if you take them away. Momen Tomori: Thank you kindly all right the books in a bag of holding and for once it is Moman’s turn to harass Tiddlin. Tittlin: Even though I am good luck finding me, you’re not going to so anyways. Momen Tomori: No. Momen Tomori: Oh Spezzov, do you do you remember what Tidlin said he was getting up to That is always a good thing? Tittlin: I uh I’ll ask Drusilla, I’ll I’ll I’ll have small talk with Drew Celia. Tittlin: I’ll be like so uh did uh the teddy bears are your favorite animal, huh? Tittlin: Do you like animals in general or just teddy bears? DM: Animals in general are kind of smelly. Tittlin: Helps me on missions and stuff sometimes. DM: That’s at least interesting, I suppose. Tittlin: Oh, that sounds weird. Tittlin: It’s a I’m holding the bag out, it’s not near my body. DM: She reaches in and pulls out a ball. Tittlin: Now throw it against the wall. DM: She throws it against the wall. Momen Tomori: Is she gonna command it to Ball’s face? DM: She looks at it. DM: She looks at the Panther, then back to you, then back to the Panther. DM: What the heck am I gonna do with that? Tittlin: It it follows your every command, or if you don’t really want to walk outside and tell it to go free. DM: She looks at the bag and shakes her head. DM: No thanks. DM: I don’t want any more strange animals. Tittlin: I’d throw one at the wall. Tittlin: I feel like that’s way worse. Tittlin: Oh, a dire wolf. DM: He looks at you funny. DM: Do you not have anything cuter? Tittlin: I tell the morning. Tittlin: But I I can also sometimes spawn a weasel or a badger. Momen Tomori: Why are the wild animals in here now? Tittlin: I gave Drusilia a Panther. Momen Tomori: Why did you have was that in your bag of uh for once? Tittlin: Yes. Tittlin: Anyways, these animals do ex whatever you want, whenever you want, however you want. Tittlin: So go nuts or set them free and do whatever you want. DM: She waves her hands and a tangle of roots appears from the ground, quickly engulfing the animals, and with a Yelp they disappear as the roots descend into the ground. Tittlin: And then you just kill all the animals. Tittlin: Including my dire wolf, but I was over here. DM: All of them. Momen Tomori: I need your help with something. Spesof Beegstick: And it’s not it’s not stealing. Momen Tomori: Moman put puts his hand on Pidalin’s shoulder and grins. Momen Tomori: I’m sorry, I’m just imagining that one meme with a long chin. Tittlin: The the drawing one? Tittlin: Okay, what is it that you want? Momen Tomori: Translating them. Tittlin: I take out my sling and I like point it at my head and and like extend it. Tittlin: And then I finally go give up and I’m like fine. Tittlin: What what what do you need me to do? Momen Tomori: Mo Mo and pulls out the books. Momen Tomori: Starting with the thickest one. Momen Tomori: Actually, do I start with the things on? Momen Tomori: No, I pulled them out in ex in order of increasing thickness. Momen Tomori: I’m gonna need your help translating these books. Tittlin: Uh that sounds like a task for Durlin, actually. Tittlin: Durlin, would you like to help translate these books? DM: Looks up at you. DM: What are they about? Momen Tomori: Quickly uh double actually makes made sure to uh to um not bring out the heretical one. Momen Tomori: Given the audience. Momen Tomori: And uh and shows shows the other the other two. Momen Tomori: Trying to figure out what a what Amon’s looking for here, and so on. Momen Tomori: And so I’ve uh been recommended uh these books by uh oh, I can’t see his name anymore. Momen Tomori: But by the by the Skywatcher in the library. DM: Onus Guy Seer Onus Farzalos Onus Onus Own asslined. Spesof Beegstick: Oh, Nass. Spesof Beegstick: Mine own ass, my Lord. Spesof Beegstick: He’s gonna be seeing the sky, all right. Momen Tomori: Unfortunately, Elvis is not one of the languages I’m able to to read, and so given given that pretty much everything in the library is an elvish, I’m in need of some assistance. DM: I don’t particularly like translation work, but I suppose you don’t have much many options. Momen Tomori: Well, I could I could theoretically pester every elf in the monastery for a single sentence, but I’m not not sure that that would be an either an efficient order or a way to go about it, or something that would endear me to the to the to the uh people here. Momen Tomori: Notably, Moman isn’t going to need it to be translated cover to cover. Momen Tomori: He’s j he’s going to need essentially translate live translation as he’s searching, so transl translate a bit, figure out how what need he needs to jump to, translate that bit. Momen Tomori: So it’s going to be a little less uh boring than just doing a straight translation run, but no the adventure log writer is going to be left behind when the action happens. Spesof Beegstick: I think uh it’s best off getting generally bored of the academic stuff. Spesof Beegstick: He uh says to the group, I’m uh I’m gonna go take for a walk. Spesof Beegstick: Uh, what what did you say that thief’s name was again, to the one? Spesof Beegstick: He was with the other refugees, right? Tittlin: I do it all the time. Tittlin: You’re all you’ll be okay. Momen Tomori: Anyway, Moman and Durlin are going to find a uh qu a quiet room where they can work on the uh on the books. Spesof Beegstick: How is this way, right? Tittlin: Are you stupid? Tittlin: This is like a fucking bath house. Tittlin: What where am I? Tittlin: Oh, this is the front door. Tittlin: Curious to scope out the place. Tittlin: I am dining room. Tittlin: Wait, hold on, crack. Tittlin: In the wall, sorry. Tittlin: Where? Tittlin: Oh, yeah, that’s a that’s a crack, all right? Tittlin: I’m a master escape artist. Tittlin: I’m holding on to my beer. Tittlin: What else do I need to hold on to? Tittlin: A razor blade. Tittlin: This is a good combination. Tittlin: Thank you, Timper. Tittlin: Oh do people seem like they see me? Tittlin: They they do. DM: Not most of the not most of them, but Transcendentalist Bay Dark can clearly see you. Tittlin: Wait, where’s Gaydar? DM: Literally right in front of you. Tittlin: Oh. Tittlin: I noticed that uh Aladrian is here. Tittlin: Was he always here? DM: No. DM: What what what part of a group of a new group has appeared and is currently being interrogated. Tittlin: Oh that’s off. Tittlin: That that yeah, that’s something something goofy is happening in here. Tittlin: Isn’t isn’t isn’t that a ladie a Ladrian uh ass grass here? Tittlin: I think so. Tittlin: Moment was just talking about somebody named Deladrian, though. Tittlin: Your contact. DM: Your contact, your criminal contact. Spesof Beegstick: Has Spezzov actually met this guy before? Spesof Beegstick: Or is it just Moments Pen Power Was this the guy in the dungeon? Tittlin: I feel like we’ve met him before. Tittlin: He looks wicked. Tittlin: I swear we’ve met him before. Spesof Beegstick: The like okay. DM: This is this is Moman’s elf rival. Spesof Beegstick: I don’t know when I would have met him. DM: When we were in Tunris. DM: Not Tunris. DM: Torvaldus. DM: When you went to the capital. Spesof Beegstick: Yeah, but do we go to visit this guy? DM: Uh Moman did. DM: I don’t know if the rest of you went. Tittlin: Oh, maybe I’m remembering moment again. DM: I’ll I’ll say that you were I’ll say that you guys recognize him. Spesof Beegstick: All right. Tittlin: Well, that’s why I’m posing as a question. Tittlin: I’m not I’m not certain. Spesof Beegstick: Is he uh exhibiting any of the symptoms, or does he look healthy? DM: Give me a perception chick. Spesof Beegstick: Oh yeah, I’m so good at those. Tittlin: I take out my spy glass and help him. Tittlin: I’m helping. Spesof Beegstick: Oh, that’s pretty good. Tittlin: I see what you see. DM: Your help is not particularly useful, but at the very least, Spesov, you can uh you can take a good look at Iladrian. DM: You can see that he doesn’t seem to be uh experience any any of the symptoms, although the woman back there does seem to be uh a little worse for wear. Spesof Beegstick: Uh what what kind of interrogation is actually going on here? Spesof Beegstick: Are they just like are they asking about like the biting, or are they just being like, why are you here? Tittlin: Why are you gay? DM: Closer to the second one. DM: It seems that Transcendentalist Baydark doesn’t particularly care about the infection, or she doesn’t know about it, and she instead is simply harassing these people for coming here. Tittlin: Gator. Spesof Beegstick: No. Spesof Beegstick: Man, we’re not no. Tittlin: That’s what that’s what the girl said. Spesof Beegstick: Shab Shut up. Spesof Beegstick: Uh excuse me, uh, Transcendentalist, are you uh you uh aware of the um the the outbreak? DM: She looks at you sort of funny. DM: The outbreak? DM: The outbreak of war or something else. Spesof Beegstick: Uh disease, the dragon disease. DM: She looks at you kind of funny. DM: The dragon disease? DM: What are you talking about? Spesof Beegstick: The um well, the refugees or some of the refugees that we encountered in the camp earlier, um they they had like bite marks um and depending on how far gone they were, they had kind of silvery skin, got all twitchy and weird, and uh we had an encounter actually with uh flowers’ voice, the uh the the dragon from Torveldis. Spesof Beegstick: Um so yeah, I I get that you’re screening these people uh for why they’re here, but uh I think that the most important thing is to make sure that anybody who seems to have this kind of infection uh gets healed immediately. Spesof Beegstick: Um because once they get too far gone, they become a security threat. DM: He winces. DM: I see, so not only are these people showing up on our doorstep ruining our budget, they’re also carrying disease. DM: Spectacular. Spesof Beegstick: They are fleeing war. Spesof Beegstick: Um so I mean it’s frustrating as it is and in a way nothing to do nothing to do with them either. DM: She nods. DM: Yes, a war that has nothing to do with us. Spesof Beegstick: They simply live there. DM: She shakes her head. DM: And yet I see no compelling reason to spend our money, risk ourselves for a bunch of people we don’t know and have nothing to do with. DM: These are not followers of Sehenin. DM: Why should we bother spending our budget on them? DM: If they are truly infected, as you say, then the simplest thing to do is simply to send these folk back, close off these teleporters, and close up the temple. DM: We’re self-sustaining. Momen Tomori: If she doesn’t like it, she can take it up with a head launcher. Spesof Beegstick: Like I I totally hear where you’re coming from, but uh you know, it’s uh at least from what we’ve seen, it’s uh far from everyone that’s infected, and in fact it was a very small handful in the last group of refugees. Spesof Beegstick: Um and you know, amongst these folks, there’s some skilled workers, actually Tidlin and I recognize uh one of these lads. Spesof Beegstick: He’s uh colleague, not really a colleague, I guess, uh a uh acquaintance? Spesof Beegstick: Uh Did Moman actually introduce himself as a necromancy professor? Spesof Beegstick: Because I’m not pointing out that he’s a necromancy professor. Spesof Beegstick: I’m I’m I’m just pointing out that he’s a colleague of a guy that I know. DM: Moman has not introduced himself to Transcendentalist Baedark. DM: So the people who know that he’s a necromancer would be Durlin, Lethril, and uh Drusilia. DM: But uh so far they have not been a problem. DM: Yes, and the book guy. Spesof Beegstick: So I don’t see an issue with it yet. Tittlin: I don’t know if Trans Adventist vague Gator is going to uh be useful for us. DM: And Own It’s Give me a persuasion check. Tittlin: I don’t like Gator. Spesof Beegstick: Oh, so what, you just want to send these people away out into the woods? Spesof Beegstick: What do you think the Reverend Dreamer would think of that? Spesof Beegstick: And the Moonblade for that matter. Spesof Beegstick: Seems like this uh attitude of not taking care of uh folks who in need is what led the moon blade to being left in that fortress in the first place. Tittlin: Yeah, what he said. Spesof Beegstick: Oh my god. Spesof Beegstick: Can I get help? Tittlin: I have a plus three. Spesof Beegstick: All of my all my fucking Same thing, but in elf. DM: How do you plan to help him? DM: That’s that’s not all right give yourself an advantage. Tittlin: As an elf, and then repeat what he said. Tittlin: Yeah, I’ll I’ll re I’ll reiterate what’s best off saying, but I’ll speak in elvish. Spesof Beegstick: Can Titlin just can Tidlin just make the role? Tittlin: Yeah, you gotta stop do you should you gotta start making me do the roles because I’m I’m when I talk, we get into trouble. Spesof Beegstick: Well then you fucking talk. Tittlin: It’s just he I turned a spec up with like eyes of confusion, like what me? Spesof Beegstick: Oh my gosh. DM: All right, did it give me a give me a persuasion check? DM: Baydark looks at Spesov, sneers a little, and then turns to Tittle in and says, Your elf companion is much more uh what’s the what’s the word much more well spoken than you says before turning to Tiddleth She looks to you and says, So then as a fellow elf, what would you recommend we do with these refugees? Tittlin: I guess I did better than I thought. Tittlin: Well spoken tidal in the well spoken, it rolls off the tongue nicely. DM: Some of them are, some of them aren’t. Tittlin: Well, I would scan I would probably scan them for like signs of disease, and then if they’re free of them, let them in. Tittlin: If not, then I don’t know, Special, what do you think? Tittlin: What should we do with the ones that are clearly diseased? Tittlin: Uh where’ where’s Lether right now? Tittlin: When he’s not swooning over boss. Spesof Beegstick: He just got a promotion. Spesof Beegstick: If anything, he should we should get him in here and make him responsible for this. Tittlin: Where do you typically take the sick people here? Tittlin: Where where do they typically go? Tittlin: Yeah. Tittlin: Uh Lethril can handle all the sick ones, just I don’t know, group them up into a room and Lethril can like do it. Spesof Beegstick: Well, and anyways, when did you become border control? DM: She turns to Spezzov. DM: I believe that an outsider like you ought to shut your mouth. DM: I am effectively the second in command. DM: If anyone here has no say it’s you, she says, pointing her staff at you. DM: Now be gone. Spesof Beegstick: Not even Lether. DM: Lether is still one rank below Transcendentalist Bay Dark. Tittlin: All right, see you later, Transit Dentist. DM: Though he is. Tittlin: Wait, you’re telling me this cloak works against God? Tittlin: Hell yeah. Tittlin: Yeah, time to go get drunk. Spesof Beegstick: I think it’s best that we just let Moman know he’s here and let them talk. Tittlin: Because I’m a thief, do I have spy gear? Tittlin: Like, can I put a tracker on him? Tittlin: Yeah, that was my assumption. Spesof Beegstick: Just drop an air tag on him. Tittlin: You had another thing that doesn’t work on Shelby’s phone. Spesof Beegstick: Um crazy. Tittlin: Never understand it. Tittlin: How how am I even supposed to play this game now then? Spesof Beegstick: Um was the last time we saw the thief at the refugee camp. Tittlin: What’s the button? Tittlin: That’s the fun of the game. Spesof Beegstick: Um the the dagger dark dark dagger, big dagger, the black dagger. Spesof Beegstick: Um yeah. Spesof Beegstick: See if he’s still there. Spesof Beegstick: Um and uh well while we’re walking. Tittlin: I’m back. Spesof Beegstick: Uh while we’re walking, I say, uh, hey, Tidlin. Spesof Beegstick: Um it would be helpful if you could back me up, but I’m wondering if we should just take the uh intimidation route for uh the black dagger. Spesof Beegstick: Um see if we can get him to squeal on why he’s really here didn’t seem like you’re uh making a C or yeah, your your method didn’t seem to work when we first got here. Spesof Beegstick: Oh, you figured it out. Tittlin: It doesn’t do it smoothly though. Tittlin: It does uh wait, how do I untarget myself? Tittlin: I’ve done it. Tittlin: It like stops at every way point. Tittlin: All right, yeah. Tittlin: Uh I’m at the refugee camp with you. Tittlin: After expending some energy. Tittlin: I have made it to the rep the Rafugi camp. Spesof Beegstick: Tiddlin gets the zoomies out, so he is ready to support me. Tittlin: I’m supporting the cats uh the ch the not Cheshire cat, the grinning cat’s culture. Tittlin: Gambling. Tittlin: Sorry, you want me to look for a black dagger? Spesof Beegstick: Yep. Tittlin: Okie dokie. Tittlin: Can I have help? Spesof Beegstick: Rolls a two. Spesof Beegstick: Yeah, Special’s looking too. Tittlin: Well, I took out my I took out my spy glass anyways, I could still couldn’t I tell you what’s the best I could do. DM: Oh, you got plus six. Spesof Beegstick: I have a plus six. Tittlin: Well, that’s gotta be enough to find a guy that’s not in hiding, right? Spesof Beegstick: Um all right. Spesof Beegstick: Both Tidlin and Spessoff got a reasonably good look at him, right? Spesof Beegstick: Does his ID card have a does his ID card have a sketch of him. DM: No, it’s a c it’s a calling card. DM: You know, that you leave on the scene of the crime to be like, hey, screw you, cops, you can’t catch me. Momen Tomori: I think if you’re going to do a colour card, it’s sticking around away from the cops to tell him that person. Tittlin: No, I just take a shit on the body. Tittlin: Yeah, good point. Tittlin: This is before DNA tracking was or DNA deciphering was a thing. Tittlin: Now I leave your poop on the I I gather your poop every time you take a shit and I leave your poop on the grime scene. Spesof Beegstick: Okay. Spesof Beegstick: Well no. Spesof Beegstick: Well, Spezzov will go up to uh any of the refugees that he recognizes from uh when we showed up here and describe um the guy Black Dagger to them, uh, without using his name. Spesof Beegstick: Um and see if anybody recognizes him or knows where he went. DM: You go around talking to uh talking to the various uh refugees there that you know. DM: Uh talking about the uh the guy describing him. DM: Unfortunately, none of them seem to recognize the guy that you’re talking about. DM: In fact, a few of them don’t even remember him. Spesof Beegstick: Oh, that’s not a great sign. DM: What would you like to do now? Spesof Beegstick: Uh on the Spezzov doesn’t expect this to work. Spesof Beegstick: But on one of the people who he saw, like who he definitely saw come in with this guy, he uh says, one moment, please, and takes out the thinking cap from his bag and puts it on the person who he’s pretty sure he definitely saw with the guy. Spesof Beegstick: Does anything happen? Spesof Beegstick: And then when the guy he doesn’t get a different response, he says, Okay, thank you for your time and takes the hat off of him and shoves it back in his bag. Spesof Beegstick: Uh Tidlin found him after looking around some more. Tittlin: What do you mean tidling? Tittlin: Yes, I did find him actually. DM: You did not. Tittlin: What you asked me, I I said yes. DM: Alright, Tidalin says that he found him. Tittlin: Oh maybe. DM: Tiddlin says that he found the guy. DM: Spezzov, you follow Tiddalin to go f see the guy. DM: Uh, but he’s not here. Spesof Beegstick: Are you imagining things, Judah? Spesof Beegstick: Oh, that’s not good. Tittlin: I mean, you didn’t believe me about the cat, and I was right about that, so I I haven’t seen the cat since, and we’re everyone’s an upset party member here. Spesof Beegstick: Well, I’ve still yet to see the cat myself, so who knows, really? Spesof Beegstick: Well, we’ve got his calling card, right? Spesof Beegstick: Is there anything that you can do that as a thief? Tittlin: They have do it do they have like tracking dogs here? Tittlin: Are there any animals that can track? Tittlin: Could my dire wolf have potentially done it? DM: Maybe. Tittlin: Guess we’ll never know. Tittlin: But I remember what the guy looked like. Tittlin: So I’ll just go around town and I’ll I’ll ask people if they’ve seen somebody that matches that description while you do whatever you want to do. Tittlin: I’ll find him eventually and I’ll stay with them so that he doesn’t get away. DM: Right. DM: Tiddlin, give me a perception check. Tittlin: Can we just use the one that I rolled previously? DM: Sure. DM: You head around town looking for the black dagger. DM: You uh scour it up and down. DM: And you do not find him. Tittlin: So 30 won’t find him. Tittlin: Maybe he never existed. Tittlin: Maybe that’s my calling card. DM: What would we like to do now, folks? Tittlin: I just continue looking. DM: Oh, uh, but you do find is a dead body. Tittlin: The cat. Tittlin: Oh, where? Tittlin: Hold on. Tittlin: I haven’t eaten enough fiber today. Tittlin: Wait, is it that body here? Tittlin: How long ago how long has it been since we were last year? Tittlin: Sorry, these trees are bushes. DM: Those are trees. DM: So it was hiding in the trees. Tittlin: He’s in the tree. Tittlin: Who the fuck does this? DM: Not in in the tree, but in the trees, just in the in the trees and the bushes and the the area in the in the trees. Tittlin: Oh, so he’s he’s not actually here. Tittlin: He’s like down like somewhere over here, right? Tittlin: Okay. Tittlin: Uh where’s Gaydar? DM: Yeah, I’ll I’ll drag him over there, so it’s sure. Tittlin: Oh, Gator left. Tittlin: Um, what should I do if I find a dead body? Tittlin: It’s possible it’s best off here. DM: Why not? Tittlin: That’s off. Tittlin: There’s a dead body in there. Tittlin: Excuse me. DM: See. Tittlin: This is your inner dialogue. Tittlin: Um I just I’ve been I’ve been dormant for a while. Tittlin: Are we trained to understand what to do if there is a murder? DM: What the guard looks concerned and confused. Tittlin: Yeah, are we trained to understand what to do if there’s a murder? Tittlin: What if there is a murder? Tittlin: This seems like something that’s normal for anxious people, and you’re an anxious person. Tittlin: We’re just thinking about murder right now. Tittlin: Anything can happen, you know, we’re inviting all these new people here. Tittlin: Life’s gonna get dangerous. Momen Tomori: You guys circle them, so you can’t tell where you cut where the voice is coming from. DM: He looks around. DM: What? DM: Am I going insane? Tittlin: Why would you be going insane? DM: He pulls out his uh mace and begins swinging it around. DM: Where are you? Tittlin: Calm down. DM: Eventually, one of the other heavenly supplicants comes over. DM: What are you doing? DM: Why are you swinging your mace around like a madman? DM: I’m hearing things. DM: The voices! DM: The voices. DM: Are you Are you a he grabs him? DM: Okay, let’s let’s get you back to the temple. DM: Drags off the other guard. Tittlin: Man, that guy’s a real weirdo, huh? Tittlin: I really wish I wasn’t him. Tittlin: Am I him? Tittlin: I don’t know. Tittlin: I wonder what he was thinking about. Tittlin: Why was he acting so strange? DM: Are you saying this out loud to the next guard? DM: The guard looks around. DM: Huh? Tittlin: Wow, I must be going crazy. Spesof Beegstick: For if or if they are in fact actually dead. DM: Give me a medicine check, Spezzov. DM: You can tell that they’re dead. DM: You can tell that you’re certain because uh you can’t find the head. DM: You see a dead body, uh, missing its head with several gashes on it, but uh apart from that you don’t have enough medical know-how to determine much else. DM: You aren’t even sure if the uh beheading was the cause of death or done afterwards. Tittlin: I think I need to go take a leak. DM: The guard starts staring around. DM: I I don’t need to pee, I’m just fine. Tittlin: I don’t know, stop telling yourself that. Tittlin: Just go over there to the bushes and take a leak. Tittlin: I really have to go. DM: The guard casts dispel magic. Tittlin: Start running. DM: You begin running, but not before you stop being invisible. Tittlin: I mean it is a magical item. DM: Choose one creature object or magical effect within range. DM: And end it. Tittlin: Until I put the hood back up, right? DM: Yeah, the until the uh until the spell magic wears off. DM: He points at Tidalin. DM: Hey, that guy’s been messing with us. Tittlin: Wait, hold on. Tittlin: According to the rules written in the uh according to the rules as written in the D five E handbook, no dispel magic does not work on the cloak of Elven kind. DM: I see. Tittlin: Johnny’s exactly right. Tittlin: Dispel magic ends active spells and the magic items and the spell involved in the Cloak of Valvekind is not an active spell, but an ongoing effect from the magical item itself. Tittlin: So dispel magic does not work in this case. Tittlin: Will continue to function uh as is. DM: Choose one creature object or magical effect. Momen Tomori: I also I also Honestly I’m fine with ruling either I’m fine with ruling either way, as I’m pretty sure I have dispel magic, so if I get a power buff at the cost of Titland’s cloak being uh being disabled. Tittlin: Okay, now what I’m reading might not be the same because we did tweak the uh effects of the cloak of elven kind itself. Tittlin: So I could be wrong here actually. DM: Also I’m going to say that he doesn’t know where he where you are specifically, he can’t target you easily, but at the very least, you decide that it’s best to leave him alone, given that he’s trying to uh dispel your magic. Tittlin: Sounds good. Tittlin: So if he can figure out where I am, it will work, but it’s hard for him to figure out where I am. Tittlin: Nice. Tittlin: Well, I’m just gonna roll uh this for now. Tittlin: Because I’m wearing the cloak, it is advantaged, which doesn’t matter. Tittlin: So I can just go around tormenting people, and I’m still invisible. DM: Plus malnutrition. Tittlin: I’m not I I’m not malnourished. Spesof Beegstick: Plus malnutrition. DM: How’d you do that? Tittlin: There’s a dead body in the bush over there to the south. Tittlin: I walk away. DM: The supplicant looks around like he’s insane, but then starts walking over. DM: That can’t be right, can it? DM: A dead body? DM: He looks into the trees, looks around and then begins to shout, Hey, there’s a dead body over here. DM: Which point several other holy supplicants and folk begin walking over, and there’s a whole crowd looking at the dead body. Tittlin: Oh, I walk over to you. Spesof Beegstick: Splessoff walks over to Tiddlin. Spesof Beegstick: What the hell did you do? Spesof Beegstick: Right. Tittlin: Act as their conscience to make them go look into the bushes. Tittlin: However, comma, I got bored of that, so I just told one of the guards that there was a dead body in the bush. Tittlin: Um, I got a good look at the body before I revealed it, right? Tittlin: Because I was the one that found it. DM: I mean, you didn’t go and investigate it, you just looked at it and then left. Tittlin: Well, I probably looked to make sure it was a dead body. Tittlin: I had to have looked enough to know it was dead, right? DM: Yeah, you know it was dead, yeah. Tittlin: So I know as much as best off. Tittlin: Like I could I could roll for you see it is oh wait, hold on. Tittlin: Maybe I should have done that. Tittlin: Never mind. Tittlin: Um Yeah, I don’t know. Tittlin: You d the head was missing, right? Tittlin: No, I’m asking Spezzov. Spesof Beegstick: No, no head. Spesof Beegstick: Uh as a result, I’m pretty sure he is, in fact, dead. Tittlin: So or do we think this was the act of the Dak Blagger? Spesof Beegstick: So I mean, it could be, uh. Spesof Beegstick: Yeah, I I really don’t know. Spesof Beegstick: Oh. DM: Who just left? DM: Matt just left. Spesof Beegstick: Weird. DM: He’s back. Tittlin: I’m sorry. Tittlin: I saw the green download button at the top of Discord clicked on it, and then my whole window closed. Spesof Beegstick: Yeah. Momen Tomori: On the download Is this a pretty right where you have to have to prove the actual murderer? Tittlin: Um I mean, I didn’t really see like there was anything that we could have done with that, so I thought, you know what, just raise awareness. Spesof Beegstick: Uh why why would we do that? Tittlin: That body’s hidden enough where they probably weren’t expecting guards to find it. Tittlin: I guess because the head was gone, we don’t know if it was an elf or not, right? Tittlin: Or was I able to discern that the that it was an elf based on the physical features? DM: You didn’t get a good enough look at it. Tittlin: But it’s safe to assume, right? Tittlin: Because like what ninety-five percent of the people here are elves. DM: There’s a good chance, yeah. Tittlin: Well, I think Gaydar did it. Tittlin: I think we should go around telling people that uh traveling dentist by dark is the murderer. Spesof Beegstick: We need to figure out who the actual murderer is. Tittlin: We know who it was. Spesof Beegstick: What we don’t we’re not certain. Tittlin: Okay, then who was it? Spesof Beegstick: I don’t know. Spesof Beegstick: That’s the point of investigating. Spesof Beegstick: See Ah God. Spesof Beegstick: Special storms off to go find moment and Dreos because he doesn’t think Tidlin’s gonna be any help. Tittlin: You’re going the wrong way. Spesof Beegstick: Where the fuck’s the capable? Tittlin: The other way, it’s south, is it not? Tittlin: Or is it north? DM: Not in those chambers anymore. DM: You’re over here, just hanging out. Spesof Beegstick: Hey D D Moment. Spesof Beegstick: Moment Your uh Pen Pal rival colleague. Momen Tomori: What’s what’s going on there? Spesof Beegstick: Uh, just showed up. Spesof Beegstick: Um, almost got uh well, he almost got turned away, but uh we uh well Tiddlin maybe convinced Badar to at least not send everyone back. Tittlin: And then somebody got murdered. Spesof Beegstick: Um then we were looking for the spy, couldn’t find him, and then we found a body in a bush. Tittlin: I found a body in a bush. Tittlin: I I I know what you’re I know what you’re thinking. Spesof Beegstick: Go check out the boy. Tittlin: It wasn’t me. Tittlin: They beheaded the dude. Tittlin: That’s not my ammo. Momen Tomori: Can you put that damn hood down? Momen Tomori: I can’t even s I can’t see you. Tittlin: Okay, moment, you you you’re freaking a hundred years old. Tittlin: You know how to be polite. Tittlin: Let’s use our please words. Momen Tomori: But can you please put the hood down? Momen Tomori: It’s it’s frustrating hearing you continually talking from nowhere and being unable to figure out where the heck you are. Tittlin: I mean, if it makes you feel any better, I did the exact same thing to a whole bunch of guards, and they one of them went to like the psycho war or something. Momen Tomori: You’re driving people crazy now, are you? Tittlin: Uh technically just one person, but yeah. Momen Tomori: Am I even looking at you right now? DM: No, he was lying to you. Tittlin: I mean, your ears must be clogged though, because that’s very clearly talking to you from behind. DM: That’s the problem. DM: We don’t have that. DM: We need to get that that sound so that whenever someone’s talking on Discord. Momen Tomori: We we do not acknowledge the the the we do not acknowledge in the universe the the the interaction medium. Tittlin: Shall we use AI to create a uh a foundry foundry proximity? Momen Tomori: Don’t don’t make me wrap the side. Momen Tomori: What’s the sign do not tap on fourth wall? Momen Tomori: So I’ve already forgotten the elven professor’s name. Momen Tomori: What was it? DM: Uh it was I had this open. DM: Where the hell did I put it? DM: It was Iladrian Lasagosir. Momen Tomori: Professor Lasagas all the way over here. Momen Tomori: What’s he doing all the way up here? Spesof Beegstick: Same as everyone else. Momen Tomori: If it he has fled over half a continent. Momen Tomori: If he’s fled pretty much the entire or length of Torveldus, that’s incredibly odd. Momen Tomori: You need to speak with him. Momen Tomori: He know if anyone knows, he knows. Momen Tomori: He can Momen Tomori: Maybe the gods are looking out for us because he’s exactly the person I need right now. Spesof Beegstick: Uh they were by the teleportation gates. Spesof Beegstick: Um they hadn’t been uh rounded up to head to the refugee camp just yet. Spesof Beegstick: Uh in I believe Tidalin found it to the southwest in the bushes, uh, near the courtyard there, yeah. Momen Tomori: I don’t suppose this is just be a bad bad bad luck. Momen Tomori: Don’t suppose this is related to anything, or is this just a crime of passion? Spesof Beegstick: Uh well I mean, Tidalin was jumping to conclusions and thinking that it might be um Black Dagger, the thief who did it, especially considering he’s nowhere to be found now. Spesof Beegstick: Um could be true, although uh we don’t really have any motive, and we didn’t stay long enough to investigate the body, so we don’t even know who it was that was murdered, so uh kind of a bunch of questions marks there for now. Spesof Beegstick: Uh no heads, I’m gonna get it. Momen Tomori: You could have led with that one. Momen Tomori: So we have refugees from as far as uh a southern Twinfeldus all the way up here. Momen Tomori: We have we have when we have have a missing infiltrator and the uh and we have a uh a be a beheader on the loose. Momen Tomori: That about sums it up. Spesof Beegstick: Yeah, that that seems pretty accurate. Momen Tomori: Let’s see. Spesof Beegstick: Uh yeah, we we didn’t directly directly direct them to it, but uh Tidalin did something. Spesof Beegstick: Uh yes. Spesof Beegstick: Don’t worry about it. Spesof Beegstick: Who knows? Spesof Beegstick: Maybe it’ll uh surprise us. Momen Tomori: No, you didn’t put the name in the chat. Momen Tomori: I just I finally got aiming some Syrians’ name memorized about some other dude I need to remember. DM: This was an old one. Momen Tomori: It was, but it lasagas. Momen Tomori: At the very least to uh to uh touch base with him and see how see how he’s doing. Momen Tomori: Um not sure how how much how much uh if it if in the guards are already on the murder, then you’re a kidlin, you’re a perceptive fellow. Momen Tomori: I had you seen it. Momen Tomori: You didn’t see anything that indicated uh where the murderer came or went from like bloody tracks or or footprints in the grass or anything. Tittlin: I mean, I looked. Tittlin: I’m a looking kind of guy, you know. Tittlin: Did I did I see anything, God? DM: You didn’t investigate the crime scene, so no. Tittlin: Well, you want me to go let me I I’ll go back and investigate the crime scene, I’ll come back and I’ll I’ll I’ll you know. Tittlin: And I put my hood up because Mo Man’s no longer able to tell me what to do. Tittlin: Tittle in’s got like little footsteps, like you can hear like the it’s very light on his feet. Tittlin: But it’s a very it’s a very wicked hallway. Tittlin: Oh, no, this carpet. Tittlin: You didn’t hear him go. DM: Tillin’ you head back to the scene of the crime, and it’s now a hot bed of activity. Tittlin: That’s okay, I’m invisible. DM: Uh and you can see that Bay Dark is directing the guards. DM: And they are cleaning up the crime scene. DM: The body has a uh is being taken away. DM: And people are cleaning up the area, wiping down the blood, yada yada yada. Tittlin: It is it Is it possible that Bidark is gonna be like, is it possible for me to get around this without Bidark seeing me if I’m stealthy? DM: It’ll be difficult. Tittlin: Hello in Elvish, I guess. DM: She looks at you. DM: Ah, there one of the outsiders. Tittlin: Yeah, I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind me investigating this quickly before it’s all finished up. Tittlin: I actually have a hunch on who might have done this. Tittlin: I heard rumors that this murder had happened and came to take a look. Tittlin: It’s kind of my expertise out back in the real world. Tittlin: Or sorry, that’s for that’s rude. Tittlin: I mean, this place is very dreamy. DM: And who do you expect who do you suspect was uh behind this? Tittlin: Um, I actually don’t know their name, but I was fairly suspicious of them when they first came here, followed them around, and they’ve seemingly vanished, and then this thing uh this murder happened. Tittlin: Uh I can describe them to you, though. Tittlin: I’ve got a pretty vivid memory of what they look like. DM: She sighed. DM: I see, so we’re talking about another outsider that we’ve brought in, then is that it’s a lot of she raises an eyebrow. Tittlin: The group after us. Tittlin: I don’t really remember. Tittlin: I I I thought they were suspicious, so I I looted their pockets and found out at least supposedly they’re some sort of thief or something. Tittlin: It’s like a spy suspicious person, you know. Tittlin: Um, although I I tried to follow them around and they didn’t seem that suspicious, so I didn’t say anything, but now they are acting suspicious, and well, here we are. Tittlin: So anyways, I just wanted to take a look at the scene. Tittlin: I’m kind of just, you know, feeling guilty that I didn’t speak up sooner, and I again I am an expert in solving murders pretty much, so I just want to help the way uh anyway that I can. DM: You manage to pick pocket a thief. Tittlin: It’s all fuzzy. Tittlin: I kind of got drunk the same day. Tittlin: Like after this it all happened, so um yeah, I got pranked by the cat. Tittlin: I got distracted for half a day trying to not be a mime. Tittlin: I hope that doesn’t sound weird to you, but you live here, so it must sound actually pretty normal. Tittlin: Ch Chessy, the cat. Tittlin: I’m if you ask any if you asked around, like, people will tell you, apparently, this is like a normal thing. Tittlin: Either way, I I just want to investigate the crime. Tittlin: I will report everything that I find. Tittlin: To you right afterwards. Tittlin: Uh, and you can confirm it. DM: Give me a persuasion check. DM: She shakes her head and waves you away. Tittlin: Question. Tittlin: I I lied about shouldn’t this be deception because I lied about murder solving to be my main job. Tittlin: That is a lie. DM: I mean in the in the slew of your argument, you did throw that in, but the general premise was She shakes her head and says, I see no reason to let you examine the crime scene. Tittlin: I am trying to deceive her. Spesof Beegstick: Convincing her to let you investigate the crime scene. Tittlin: Yeah, but it weighs in, does it not? Tittlin: My deception plays a hand in it. DM: Now, at this point, if you’d like to attempt to deceive her into believing that you are actually some expert detective, you may do that now. Tittlin: I am an expert detective. Tittlin: I I really wouldn’t want this to grow into a uh string of murders. Tittlin: Um I’m a very perceptive person, and I’m an expert detective. Tittlin: Well, so the all deception is all about see Johnny. Tittlin: I’m the deceptive guy. Tittlin: It’s all about make adding in some truth to make the lies more believable. Tittlin: Yeah, you gotta you gotta seed it, right? Tittlin: Anyways, I think I am more capable than anyone else here. Tittlin: Not to say that they’re not capable, I just you I mean, do you do you really want to be the one in charge of somebody else getting killed? Tittlin: Like this would be under your hands. Tittlin: Why why wouldn’t you want an expert also getting involved on your side and reporting directly to you afterwards? Tittlin: Like I don’t know, man. Tittlin: If I was in your position, I wouldn’t want anyone getting murdered under my watch. Tittlin: I mean, how many murders even happen here? DM: Again, if you’re if you’re if you’re aiming for deception, the you’re you’re you need to be arguing. Tittlin: I am an expert murder solver in Cedarcomb, they call me Mr. Tittlin: Muck Duck Tiddlin because you can’t muck around with this mother ducker. Tittlin: And I actually have like a couple of awards back home. Tittlin: I solved the case of the crusty critdler. Tittlin: I solved the case of the mysterious mojo man. Tittlin: I even solved the the eluded uh luchador incident of ninety-five, if you remember that one. Tittlin: That one’s a big one. Tittlin: I think it traveled all the way out here. Tittlin: Um I thought that would be higher. DM: Alright, give me a deception check. DM: I thought it would be too. DM: All right, let me uh. DM: Alright, she looks at you somewhat skeptically, but then you see the man that you the satyr that you convinced about the blowholes speaks up. DM: Oh yeah, the luchador incident. DM: I remember that. DM: Baydark looks at you, looks at the luchador that the Satyr sighs, and then says, Well, I suppose if others are vouching for you, she waves you forward. DM: Come on, take a look. Tittlin: I take out my spy glass and start looking at things very closely. Tittlin: But I’m I’m actually closing I’m closing the eye that’s looking through the spy glass and opening the one that’s on the outside because I can’t actually see anything through the spy glass at this range. Tittlin: Uh what do I see? DM: Oh jeez. DM: Uh you see the dead body as well as you can see where it was on the ground. DM: There doesn’t seem to be much blood here. DM: Uh and as a th as a assassin yourself, uh, you know that that means that the body was not the person was not killed here, it was left here, which means that the body was whoever whoever got murdered was murdered, and then their body was brought to the Central Plaza. Tittlin: How big is this body? Tittlin: Is it like bigger than me, smaller than me? Tittlin: Like was it dragged here? DM: Uh it’s about the same size as you looking at it, you can tell that it is the body of an elf. Tittlin: Was it carried here? Tittlin: Are there footsteps? DM: You don’t see any drag marks or anything like that, suggesting that it was probably carried here, but there isn’t much in the way of any tracks or anything like that, so whoever did it nope. Tittlin: No broken twigs. DM: Whoever did it was a professional. Tittlin: Recently. Tittlin: Uming what I do about Moment. Tittlin: Moment has locate object. Tittlin: If I were to slide of hand a piece of the body, would Moman be able to track the head. DM: He would be able to track the right. Tittlin: Anyways. DM: You discreetly take off a finger. Tittlin: I was I was gonna suggest maybe like hair, but like they might still have like neck hair depending on where the head was chopped off. Tittlin: Whatever, I’ll take the finger. Tittlin: Um trying to think about what else. Tittlin: What else could be done? Tittlin: Um what to do now? Tittlin: Uh murder. Tittlin: How do I solve a murder? Tittlin: I guess I’m not a professional. Tittlin: Hmm. Tittlin: Well, that’s probably it then, right, huh? Spesof Beegstick: Wonder if Chesse will help you now. Tittlin: Uh actually, yes. Tittlin: I I I’m gonna I’m gonna leave. Tittlin: I’ll report whatever I found, which was basically nothing, to uh Gator. Tittlin: And yeah. DM: So much for the incredible detective. Tittlin: Well, you see, this is a this is a complication of the uh a movable object meets the unstoppable force. Tittlin: You see, you might have one of the most professional murders I’ve ever seen here, which doesn’t bode well for the people here. Tittlin: I guess the question is you might want to figure out who the body belongs to. Tittlin: Maybe this will help us figure it out. Tittlin: In fact, if you help me figure out who the body belongs to, I will probably be able to get more information on why they were murdered or who might be connected to them. Tittlin: I’ve uh I’m this is where this we’re just at the beginning here, okay? Tittlin: That’s all that’s all I’m talking about. Tittlin: This isn’t over. Tittlin: I’m just telling you my initial findings from this already well cleaned up crime scene. Tittlin: You know, it’s it’s too bad I wasn’t here first, because you know, then some real investigation could have been done before somebody blabbed and or sorry, before somebody found the murder. DM: She frowns and then says, Yes, we’ll get the body identified. DM: And if we need the services of such a brilliant mind as yours, we’ll call you. Tittlin: Oh, you’ll need it. Tittlin: I know I know you will cool. Tittlin: See you later, dog. Tittlin: I go away. DM: Oh yeah, you do. DM: You can see Bay Dark and Elodir arguing over the dead body. Momen Tomori: Profit I can imagine you what is it? DM: Iladrian sees Momin and waves at you and walks over. DM: Moment, Professor Demori. DM: Oh my goodness, it is so good to see you. DM: He walks up and gives you a hug. DM: Completely unlike any greeting he’s ever given you before. Momen Tomori: You’ve you fled a you’ve been running over uh pretty much the entire length of Torveldis here. DM: Torvelus is quite large. DM: This was only the the western side up the coast. DM: And even then, it’s only the small part of the coast. DM: It’s just the Western Duchy’s coast. Momen Tomori: Oh the Nikent mo mo mo moment obvious obviously tr obviously well no, never mind ack. DM: Professor Tomori, do you did you fail geography? DM: Here, let’s look at the map for a second, okay? Momen Tomori: I rem like I remembered that we were on the southern coast before, and now we are on the northern coast. Momen Tomori: So yeah, there’s more Torveldis south of that. DM: So Torveld is here. Momen Tomori: What are these circles? DM: Don’t worry about it. DM: Elven set is here. Momen Tomori: Regardless, that still looks like half the length of Torveldis. DM: I mean it goes from like here to here. DM: That’s the longest angle. Momen Tomori: That’s the diagonal, but the width and but it’s uh the width and the the height are approximately equal, and and he went from approximately the midpoint vertically to the to the most northerly point, so that is approximately halfway up it. Momen Tomori: Regardless, I is he really getting getting on by Kate for her uh for using inexact statements Come on, man, you you’ve you’ve been fleeing a war and you and and you here you are hard getting on my case for hyperbole. DM: All right, all right. DM: You’re a professor. DM: You’re an uptight professor. DM: Absolutely. DM: He shakes his head. DM: Yeah, well. DM: That’s just about the most normal thing I’ve done in the past week, so yeah. Momen Tomori: Uh if if in your able to talk talk about it at the moment, how how bad are things I’ve heard I’ve heard that there that there’s a civil war and uh and uh and a uh disease going through, but uh but is it affecting is it pretty much everywhere at this point is the war is the war looking can mostly conventional or or or uh is is it is it uh pr is it high magics grimace grimaces as as he re as he realizes uh his exact as he uh knows exactly what that infection is regardless, but perhaps I think I have something that might be able to help you take your mind off that if in your looking for that you you might you now you know that the way that they’re that with I’m not sure if you remember a former student of mine by the name of Amon Simsyrian it looks like after he was uh kicked out in the water for for uh for just his general li well after after numerous uh accidents and mistakes and disasters he was he well he was kicked out and it turns looks like he’s uh decided to per pursue the idea of Lichdom. DM: He looks around for a second to see if anyone’s listening, and then leans in a little bit. DM: It’s going pear-shaped. DM: We’ve got a serious mess in Torveld. DM: Torveld seems to be uh very in a very bad shape. DM: We’ve got the capital’s pretty much just a mess. DM: I had to get out of there. DM: The university’s holding back the uh disease, at least on its uh campus, but uh the rest of the people are not doing so well. DM: It’s apocalyptic. DM: He uh shakes his head. DM: I can’t say what’s going on in the front lines. DM: Uh they have they’re still in uh the uh Aegon Wastes, but the uh what on earth? DM: The Duke is thinking, but quite frankly, I don’t know how he was managing to stay a war given the state of the state of the capital. DM: It’s overrun by the infected. DM: It’s a complete mess. Momen Tomori: He’s apparently looking and for some for something around the this uh monastery, and as mu as much as I know no necromancy, I don’t I don’t know either elvish nor theology. Momen Tomori: Thankfully, uh Moman pul pulls out uh one of the books, being careful to not pick the heretical one. Momen Tomori: I’ve met we managed to f find some um potentially useful uh literature here. Momen Tomori: Unfortunately, I haven’t unfortunately I’ll uh I unfortunately I still don’t know Elvish. DM: Why do you suspect that Amy and Samserian’s coming here? Momen Tomori: We’ve been we’ve run into him a few times and found a map that he had been scrawling on as part of his plans. Momen Tomori: He had the he had this island circled and uh with the word monks followed by three question marks. Momen Tomori: Which feels incredibly in character for him and incredibly frustrating for trying to figure out what he’s thinking. DM: I suppose I could help out and help me get my mind off of things anyway. Momen Tomori: There is a a full library in the t in the temple. Momen Tomori: Well I’ve managed to uh clean out how to all the all the dust, but unfortunately it has not uh had it it has not had a librarian, so the contents are disordered. DM: Well, uh, I can meet you in the temple then have a look at those books. Momen Tomori: I look you’re you’re gonna keep uh driving people crazy if you’re doing it while invisible. DM: Who said that fingers. Momen Tomori: You you may you may remember one of the my uh present associates from the Cedar Come Monster Bashers, uh Tiddlin of uh is Titland given moment a last name or the uh our our friend, well, my acquaintance Tidlin, he’s uh a quixotic individual, shall we say. DM: He has not given you a last name. DM: He looks around and then nods. DM: Yes, very strange. Momen Tomori: And less there is going to be any chance of Momin’s going to be able to well. Momen Tomori: No, the cross scene is already clear is mostly cleaned up by this point, isn’t it? Momen Tomori: So there’s not really anything for Mom to investigate. DM: You head back to the temple then. DM: This time with an additional assistant. Momen Tomori: Actually, as I’m thinking about it. Momen Tomori: With Durland and Joy Organizing the Library. DM: He might. DM: You’ve got together you’re quite a little book club here. DM: The various elves say hello to each other, greet each other. DM: You can’t help but feel a little bit out of place as a dwarf surrounded by elves on all sides. Tittlin: Whoa, he’s got a pee Spessoff moving really randomly, and I decide to follow him discreetly. Spesof Beegstick: Does it sound like Titlin whispering in my ear? DM: It’s the last door down this hall. DM: On the right. DM: At best. DM: Similarly, none of the others are well, Onus is a little bit more theologically inclined, but he’s not particularly high up the rankings. DM: So he’s not uh not privy to uh much secretive information. DM: Uh which is you. DM: The assembled team here is quite good at Arcana. DM: Uh, none of the arcane concepts are too complicated for you guys. DM: You handle them quite well, but the theological concepts continue to evade you. DM: Unfortunately, the library is particularly disorganized, and this order is quite secretive. DM: So there aren’t there aren’t particularly many books simply lying about that have uh there aren’t any books lying around for the uh it’s essentially for newcomers. DM: Nope. DM: Special and Tiddlin, after you do your business. Spesof Beegstick: Do I hear anything specific or suspicious? Spesof Beegstick: Any odd pooping sounds. DM: No, in fact, you don’t hear anything coming from the other occupied stall. DM: In fact, even after you it’s there’s not a big enough gap to look underneath it. Tittlin: I I look under the door. Tittlin: Are you sure it’s occupied? DM: But you can always uh You do not the large bath. Tittlin: I put my my ear up to it. Tittlin: Do I hear anything on the other side? Tittlin: Okay, well, then I’m gonna go back. Tittlin: I did that when Spezzoff first got in sat down, and I’m gonna sit into this washroom and just wait in hopes that no one comes in here to dig a shit and then accidentally sits on me. DM: There’s a bath over here, and this shelf over here you can see oils and flowers and that sort of stuff to add fragrances. DM: There’s cupboards in the south with towels and bathrobes, and there’s a big table full of soap. DM: Mm, they smell great. DM: You see a large, well stocked and well staffed kitchen. DM: Uh the cooks are working away at lunch, it looks like you can see that all of the doors to the washrooms are now open except for the one that was occupied when you first came in. Spesof Beegstick: Leave them alone. Spesof Beegstick: I’m sure they don’t want a stranger in their business. Tittlin: Okay, what are the walls like? Tittlin: So I I uh all of a sudden just slam my hands on both sides of the wall here, and I’m like and then do I hear anything happen on the other side of the wall. Tittlin: I’m looking to startle the guy in the other stall. Tittlin: What are these? DM: Those are bars of soap. DM: Yeah, there’s like a centimeter or two. Tittlin: Outside the door. Tittlin: And let it smoke up into the room. Tittlin: And I’ll go I’ll go into here. DM: You watch the paper slowly burn. DM: And eventually it burns out. Tittlin: Okay, this is pissing me off now. Tittlin: I unlocked the door. DM: Give me a check with your thieves tools. DM: No, you are way far away. DM: Let’s see those thieves tools. Tittlin: Hold on, I’m looking for them. Spesof Beegstick: Special not seeing anybody come out in a while, but seeing that that stall was closed, uh, takes a step back into the washroom and sees the burnt out parchment paper. Spesof Beegstick: Huh. Spesof Beegstick: Speff puts on his best authority voice and uh bangs on the door and says, You there, open up anything? DM: You do not hear anything. Spesof Beegstick: All right, Spezzoff kicks down the door. Tittlin: Don’t you have a battering ram? Tittlin: That’s more fun. Spesof Beegstick: I think my foot will be sufficient. Spesof Beegstick: It’s a bathroom door. Tittlin: Well, hold on, don’t move. Tittlin: Don’t move. Tittlin: Go back to where you were. DM: Let me just uh don’t mind me. Spesof Beegstick: Oh no, oh no. DM: Uh Spessov and Tidlin. DM: Give me one second here. Spesof Beegstick: I was jokingly gonna ask if I had to make a saving throw, but now I’m worried I actually might have to. Tittlin: Do you even know where I am? Spesof Beegstick: No, I have no idea where you are. Tittlin: I’m I’m in the washroom here. Spesof Beegstick: I don’t even know that you’re in the washroom. DM: Sov and okay, Svasov. DM: You uh put your foot through the door, kicking it down. DM: And as soon as you do, there’s a bright flash of green light and the sound of an explosion. DM: Specessov and Tiddlin. DM: Give me a dexterity saving throw. Tittlin: Oh hell yeah. Spesof Beegstick: Uh do I get to use my danger sense on this? Tittlin: Oh, that’s an ability check. Tittlin: There we go. DM: But when does your decks when does your danger sand supply? Spesof Beegstick: Uh it is an uncanny sense of when things nearby aren’t as they should be, giving you an end edge when you dodge away from danger, advantage on deck saving throws against effects that you can see, such as traps and spells. Tittlin: It’s if you can see it. Tittlin: All right. Tittlin: It sounds like it has to be one or the other. Spesof Beegstick: I mean I mean I’m I’m the one kicking down the doors. DM: Yeah, this is this is definitely a trap. DM: The only issue is that it’s on the other side of the door, which means that you can’t see it. Tittlin: You can see the explosion. Spesof Beegstick: Well, that’s probably good enough anyways. DM: Yeah, I’ll I’ll give you I’ll give you advantage. Spesof Beegstick: Oh, was that not good enough? DM: Uh there is a massive explosion as acid, a cloud of acid fills the uh fills a twenty foot sphere around the door. DM: Uh spesov, you take twenty six acid damage. DM: Tiddlin, you take half of that. Tittlin: I take none because I pass the savings room. DM: Look at that. DM: But the door is now open, and inside you see another dead body with the head cut off. Tittlin: Spezz off, what the fuck? DM: And this time. Spesof Beegstick: Oh, titling. Spesof Beegstick: What the hell? Tittlin: You almost got me killed in there. Spesof Beegstick: Didn’t even realize you were in here. Spesof Beegstick: Why didn’t you speak up? Spesof Beegstick: It’s just me in here, evidently. Tittlin: Let me investigate for more traps before you get us both more injured. Tittlin: I investigate for traps before going in. DM: Give me an investigation check. Tittlin: Okay, but what if it was deception? DM: I’m gonna deceive the traps. Tittlin: Yeah, I’m gonna I’m gonna tell it that I mean no harm. DM: Looking around, you can see the uh ruined circle that was written on the door. DM: Uh you can tell that it was a trap, obviously. Tittlin: Was it written in blood? DM: Uh no, it was not. Tittlin: Is there a head on this person? DM: It seems to be there is not. DM: You don’t see any more signs with trap, but the acid cloud seems to have eaten away the outermost layer of the body. DM: There is no head, but it’s now an acid, essentially a body that’s been dunked in acid. DM: The only part of the body that hasn’t been totally corroded is the back, which is up against the wall. Tittlin: Should we report this best off? Spesof Beegstick: So I mean, I’m quite concerned now that it seems like we have a fast acting serial killer on the loose in here. Tittlin: Okay, I’ve got it. Tittlin: Uh just stay here and guard the body, and I go find big Bigadar. Spesof Beegstick: Um take a look at the back of the body to see if there’s any tattoos or identifying marks. Tittlin: Actually, wait, I come back. Tittlin: Yeah, I come back to investigate the crime scene first before I do this. DM: Uh yes. Spesof Beegstick: An identifying feature. Spesof Beegstick: Well it tells us, I think. Tittlin: I need to investigate the surrounding areas, the washrooms, the blah blah blah blah to see if uh see if I can see anything that would give me any sort of hints whatsoever. Tittlin: Can I have a vantage because I’m faking it till I make it? DM: Uh, no, but you can use your inspiration if you really want to. Tittlin: No, I’m okay. Tittlin: I’d rather suffer than lose a potential bonus. DM: All right, looking around, you don’t see much, but what you do see uh after you uh you can see stuck into the floor of one of the uh on one of the basins is a calling card. Tittlin: Same one that I’ve got. Tittlin: Good. Tittlin: Buzz off, I found a duplicate of the calling card. Tittlin: I’m gonna go alert Gaydar, ‘cause I said I would, and this will make her bully me even further that I’m better than her. Spesof Beegstick: So it is the Black Dagger. Tittlin: Yeah, it’s the it’s the it’s a the dag blagger. Spesof Beegstick: God damn it. Tittlin: Anyways, bye-bye. Tittlin: And I go do that. Spesof Beegstick: All right, I’ll stick around. Tittlin: I’m not I’m not gonna run around too much work. Spesof Beegstick: Uh pulls out some chalk from his bag and writes uh out of order on the outside of the uh bathroom doors on all entrances, and then uh stays inside. DM: Tidlin, where you going? Tittlin: To go find Gaydar. DM: Do you know where she is? Tittlin: She went up. Tittlin: Didn’t she go up to the temple? Tittlin: Like when I pissed her off, she oh no, she told me to leave. Tittlin: I’ll just ask around. Tittlin: Somebody here has to know roughly where she goes when she’s not working, right? Tittlin: Or I’ll just ask around and go find her. Tittlin: I’m sure somebody will find point me that this only so many places that she can go, right? Tittlin: Uh Bye Dark. DM: You turns around, looks at you and then says, Ah, the great detective that wanders around invisibly. DM: Have you found another body? Tittlin: Uh yes, uh it’s in your washroom, and uh I walk up and hand her the calling card. Tittlin: This is a calling card. Tittlin: It’s uh from uh I believe it’s the same one that I uh uh saw on the guy that I thought looked suspicious. DM: All right, then I suppose I’ll go check it out. DM: And she summons some men. Tittlin: Uh just just said some there was an acid explosion in there. Tittlin: Uh just be careful. Tittlin: That light is as a don’t worry about it. DM: And upon coming out, looks around the room and goes, What on earth is going on here? DM: And with that, I shall see you all next week. Spesof Beegstick: Wait, what’s going on? Spesof Beegstick: Where? DM: In the library. DM: Where a whole bunch of elves are reading a whole bunch of elves and a dwarf are reading the temple’s necromancy books. DM: Hmm. Spesof Beegstick: Somebody’s in trouble. Spesof Beegstick: We’re in Twitter. Momen Tomori: This is a research team doing research. DM: Doing business. DM: With that, I shall see you all next week, assuming that there’s no issues. DM: Tootaloo, everybody. Spesof Beegstick: See ya. Tittlin: Oh, we didn’t dismiss the fucking clo guy.