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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Added the Session recap from 1/24/26&lt;/p&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;I immediately ask Vettik who might be able for me to rid this curse, and he pointed me to a tent that was up some stairs. There was a tortle by the name of Yuru I&#039;m waiting patiently while the others talk to the Shepherds. I&#039;m waiting patiently when I hear a blood curdling scream. I go to hide in to a tent that is next to the campfire so I can hear the conversation, but I&#039;m not seen. I then hear the door has been opened, and that they need to move now. I immediately take this opportunity to cast &#039;&#039;&#039;Detect Magic&#039;&#039;&#039; and start looking for &#039;&#039;&#039;Illusion&#039;&#039;&#039; magic. And would you looks at that. There are three people coated in such. I summon my cannon and tell Avel this in Elvish and hint that they are not real Shepherds. He takes the opportunity to get s surprise attack on one I pointed out and a fight ensued. The two others unmask the &#039;&#039;&#039;Disguise Self&#039;&#039;&#039; they had on, bring out some Caustic Demons, and now the stakes are higher. I start pummeling one of them, and he dives into the water, but not before making a huge wave of water splash over other us. I dive out of the way just fine. Leonard keeps the Caustic demon off of me by making it run somehow. I dive into the water after the cultist, and keep striking with my cannon and dagger. As nice as this dagger is, I gotta use a longer weapon soon, because I can&#039;t use this forever.. He traps me into a watery sphere which sucks, but I can still fire the cannon without issues and throw the dagger. It also gave me a better idea of what&#039;s happening around. There was one cultist backed up into a corner, but I couldn&#039;t see the third.. Eventually, he got hit and the sphere drops, and I fell into the water. I was gonna go after him, but he put up a wall of water, and one of the culists had died. Irritated by the unknown Identities. I get out of the water, and rip the mask off the dead member. It starts burning really badly, but I&#039;m going to hold on, because I want to &#039;&#039;&#039;Identify&#039;&#039;&#039; what tactics they have. Unfortunately, one the Shepherds had died, and the other two had managed to run. NOW I WANT THESE JERKS DEAD. Previously, they were targeting those who were capable, but those who couldn&#039;t fight back so easily. YOU HAVE CROSSED A LINE! I WILL HUNT YOU LIKE I DID FOR THE SHABBY SCALES. The mask also melted within 10 minutes, and I realized that I made a grave mistake. Unless I say command word, the mask will destroy the facial identity, and the mask will melt. It also left me a nasty scar from that experience. As a &#039;payment&#039; but I really call it a gift, we got a good deal of money, and a horse or dust runner to take us back. Yuru had also survived, and he came up to me, consumed something, and removed the curse. He promptly passes out, but he&#039;s okay. Leonard managed to get a pair of Surefoot boots from that one cultist, and we found more coin on the cultist, which we split. I call the payment a gift, because I was doing my job. I was always against those harming the innocent, but now a seething anger is driving me to protect them. &amp;lt;/Blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;I immediately ask Vettik who might be able for me to rid this curse, and he pointed me to a tent that was up some stairs. There was a tortle by the name of Yuru I&#039;m waiting patiently while the others talk to the Shepherds. I&#039;m waiting patiently when I hear a blood curdling scream. I go to hide in to a tent that is next to the campfire so I can hear the conversation, but I&#039;m not seen. I then hear the door has been opened, and that they need to move now. I immediately take this opportunity to cast &#039;&#039;&#039;Detect Magic&#039;&#039;&#039; and start looking for &#039;&#039;&#039;Illusion&#039;&#039;&#039; magic. And would you looks at that. There are three people coated in such. I summon my cannon and tell Avel this in Elvish and hint that they are not real Shepherds. He takes the opportunity to get s surprise attack on one I pointed out and a fight ensued. The two others unmask the &#039;&#039;&#039;Disguise Self&#039;&#039;&#039; they had on, bring out some Caustic Demons, and now the stakes are higher. I start pummeling one of them, and he dives into the water, but not before making a huge wave of water splash over other us. I dive out of the way just fine. Leonard keeps the Caustic demon off of me by making it run somehow. I dive into the water after the cultist, and keep striking with my cannon and dagger. As nice as this dagger is, I gotta use a longer weapon soon, because I can&#039;t use this forever.. He traps me into a watery sphere which sucks, but I can still fire the cannon without issues and throw the dagger. It also gave me a better idea of what&#039;s happening around. There was one cultist backed up into a corner, but I couldn&#039;t see the third.. Eventually, he got hit and the sphere drops, and I fell into the water. I was gonna go after him, but he put up a wall of water, and one of the culists had died. Irritated by the unknown Identities. I get out of the water, and rip the mask off the dead member. It starts burning really badly, but I&#039;m going to hold on, because I want to &#039;&#039;&#039;Identify&#039;&#039;&#039; what tactics they have. Unfortunately, one the Shepherds had died, and the other two had managed to run. NOW I WANT THESE JERKS DEAD. Previously, they were targeting those who were capable, but those who couldn&#039;t fight back so easily. YOU HAVE CROSSED A LINE! I WILL HUNT YOU LIKE I DID FOR THE SHABBY SCALES. The mask also melted within 10 minutes, and I realized that I made a grave mistake. Unless I say command word, the mask will destroy the facial identity, and the mask will melt. It also left me a nasty scar from that experience. As a &#039;payment&#039; but I really call it a gift, we got a good deal of money, and a horse or dust runner to take us back. Yuru had also survived, and he came up to me, consumed something, and removed the curse. He promptly passes out, but he&#039;s okay. Leonard managed to get a pair of Surefoot boots from that one cultist, and we found more coin on the cultist, which we split. I call the payment a gift, because I was doing my job. I was always against those harming the innocent, but now a seething anger is driving me to protect them. &amp;lt;/Blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;...So this is going to be tough for me to write, but I need to get this written. Baftzmyr had found a relic that could be used for the War Rig as an exhaust system, which is something I have been having an issue with for some time. It’s called the Manifold of Malevolence, and currently the Smog of Smithereens is in possession of it down in the abandoned town of Opek. I’ll let you fill in the details Me, Gobbo, Rhogar, Nid, Raazdrog, and Leonard were all offered a soul coin by Raegina, and were told it would provide a shield of sorts that could be used twice. Now I believe that much, but what I don’t believe is that there isn’t side effects as to using this. For that reason alone, I had declined, but everyone else took one, and I may have to carry one back… which is lovely. There was also some gauntlets that Rhogar took, and Baftzmyr’s had offered one of us her bow. I’m the only one who could wield it easily, so I took up the bow and off we went on this three day travel. My horse didn’t exactly bond with me, nor did Nid have a fun time with his either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realize I need to name the horse I got from the Shepherds. I also don’t regret buying to lantern, because since this place is underground, Rhogar couldn’t see shit. At this abandoned town, which is more of a ghost town honestly, we saw a few flickering lights that we creep up to.. It turns out these are WIll-o-Wisps, so we creep back to tell others what we found. We&#039;re debating about what do to when Gobbo shows up and fires a crossbow bolt at a Wisp, so I guess were stuck in a fight now. A wraith comes out of the manor and two ghosts show up to fight as well, so were in this really deep now. an 8 on 5 doesn&#039;t end well for them however, so they all fall fairly easily and then a sinking feeling hits me. We could have had allies for that.... It&#039;s too late now. Me and the other artificers make a few masks for others and soak them in water. This is to deal with the noxious air in the local temple. After searching a house, I sadly didn&#039;t get much out of it, and we proceed to look into the temple. It was hard to make out what it was in there because of all the smog. I cast Invisibility on myself, and go to scout ahead.. We all creep in when we hear a bunch of skittering. I slip back out and can&#039;t see anything, so I summon the cannon to provide me some cover. The smog became extremely poisonous, but I held my breath, and it didn&#039;t nearly as bad.. Two shadows come up, but only one gets to strike me. It injures me pretty bad so much so that I lose my Invisibility. I make a quick dash out to see Rhogar asleep, but I can&#039;t wake him, so I just pull him off to the side away from the demons. After a quick heal I slip back into the fight while trying to not breath in this smog. It clears up for a few seconds which I take the opportunity to dash through. And then it comes back as black smog that is so heavy, I&#039;m unable to see anything. Still I keep pushing, because that bastard needs to die. I know we aren&#039;t much better, but we can at least spark change within ourselves. I have not found a story of a demon changing, but plenty of scumbags turned good. I shoot one of the shadows demons that had been clearly weakened, and he dissipate into dust, but I had also seen something bad. Gobbo and Nid had both fallen, but the Smog of Smithereens looked so weak. Leonard said she got them, so I went ahead to fire at him. Raazdrog ended up killing it and one final burst of smog bursts out... This time, however it&#039;s too much. As I felt my eyes close, it felt like I had lost everything. My friend, my work, my vengeance. It was all for nothing. I couldn&#039;t survive. This was it. This was how I was going to die. Fair play if I&#039;m not revived. I was cold to others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next thing I see however is not some firey place waiting for me. it the stone cold floor that I just collapsed on. Leonard has healed me enough to being me back to consciousness. I planned on saving Gobbo and Nid, and I saw the damage. Both had died. Rhogar had picked up both of their coins already, and now only two things are left. Scrapping the demons, and bringing everything back. I understand what it feels like to lose someone in battle. Never had that issue in Lunas due to participating in one time jobs. Kept me out of danger, but it definitely sucked when I heard people were lost to useless wars. We scrapped the demons grabbing what we could out of this wretched place from the town before leaving. It was a long 3 days back, because those two were the best cooks. I return the bow to Bazftmyr, and I&#039;m about to leave when I hear an odd statement. Raegina was willing to bring one of them back, but I also hear the others trying to convince her to bring both back. I dump the payment I got from her and also join in on this. Being the stubborn bastard she is, she held firm. I left who she was to revive in Rhogar&#039;s hand and he chose Gobbo. Gobbo however refused to come back. The soul was unwilling, and so those stories end. and I quietly leave head low.. I did everything I could and it still wasn&#039;t enough. Maybe this is a sign to not go for vengeance It almost destroyed me, everything I cared about. I&#039;ll still fight the demons, but I need to do it for people now. This has done far more damage than I would like it to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Character Interactions ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Character Interactions ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== Avel ===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== Avel ===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avel is a man that would make even the devil think twice about risky decisions. He has many scars and even an eye patch that is covering his left eye from something. His love for performing is contagious, which didn&#039;t mind Himo since it could pull attention away. Working together several times, a small bond had formed from the dramatic changes that both had. They even went back together to a temple that Himo was only supposed to be there one time, because he was pulled in for a favor. A dark scary truth had emerged from this investigation, and Himo wasn&#039;t sure what to do with it, so he let it sit in the back of his mind. Something had changed between the two however after Mizuka&#039;s and Abraham&#039;s death. Late one night, Avel had approached Himo, and noted that Himo had a new arm and asked about it&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt; &lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avel is a man that would make even the devil think twice about risky decisions. He has many scars and even an eye patch that is covering his left eye from something. His love for performing is contagious, which didn&#039;t mind Himo since it could pull attention away. Working together several times, a small bond had formed from the dramatic changes that both had. They even went back together to a temple that Himo was only supposed to be there one time, because he was pulled in for a favor. A dark scary truth had emerged from this investigation, and Himo wasn&#039;t sure what to do with it, so he let it sit in the back of his mind. Something had changed between the two however after Mizuka&#039;s and Abraham&#039;s death. Late one night, Avel had approached Himo, and noted that Himo had a new arm and asked about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== Gobbo Greenskin ===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== Gobbo Greenskin ===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the Conservatory was destroyed, he found Gobbo, a goblin with a robot named FR0G-GY. Gobbo mentioned he could make Himo an arm, which interested him, but that conversation was never followed up on. Gobbo also mentioned knowing where Sparkburn was, but won&#039;t elaborate on where the golem is now, which is frustrating Himo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the Conservatory was destroyed, he found Gobbo, a goblin with a robot named FR0G-GY. Gobbo mentioned he could make Himo an arm, which interested him, but that conversation was never followed up on. Gobbo also mentioned knowing where Sparkburn was, but won&#039;t elaborate on where the golem is now, which is frustrating Himo.&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt; The death had broken Himo for a second time however, but instead of the destructive path he was on, he shifted it to more of a constructive path. The inventions would not be to destroy what&#039;s evil. They would be to better the lives of those around him&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;While Gobbo and I never got along necessarily, the inventions changed something in me. Rest easy Gobbo. You fought for us at every step until your last -Olinomih.&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== Lenore ===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== Lenore ===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot;&gt;Line 145:&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot;&gt;Line 154:&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== Rhogar Dreel ===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== Rhogar Dreel ===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;[[File:&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Rhogar Dreel&lt;/del&gt;.jpg|thumb|200x200px|Rhogar Dreel]]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;[[File:&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Rhogar_Dreel&lt;/ins&gt;.jpg|thumb|200x200px|Rhogar Dreel]]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rhogar is part of the Federation. Himo wanted to initally join the Federation, because he often did a lot of exploitation of vices back in Lunas, but understood that organization would fall to corruption eventually. While trying to figure out the whole coordinated attack Himo managed to set his back on fire because of his obliviousness in front of Rhogar from his OWN cannon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rhogar is part of the Federation. Himo wanted to initally join the Federation, because he often did a lot of exploitation of vices back in Lunas, but understood that organization would fall to corruption eventually. While trying to figure out the whole coordinated attack Himo managed to set his back on fire because of his obliviousness in front of Rhogar from his OWN cannon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== Syl Vipershade ===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== Syl Vipershade ===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Himo has lets say a rocky roller coaster of emotions with Syl. When Himo first met Syl, the interaction wasn&#039;t awful, but it didn&#039;t take long for the oblivious cracks to seep through. While trying to figure out the attack on the Arboretum, Himo burns himself in front of Syl and Rhogar... with his own cannon. Syl distanced themselves from Himo, which he didn&#039;t mind because he was too busy working on his projects. Syl noticed Himo always seems to be ready for a fight, and becomes incredibly jumpy when someone tries to affect his mind. This problem was only amplified however after Stix was captured. While hanging out with Gobbo and Syl, Himo suddenly started feeling burned in his right side despite no actual fire being nearby. Himo accidentally summoned his cannon, to which Gobbo and Syl responded by trying to grapple Himo. While Himo never ended attacking either, Himo made it known that his past he is incredibly fearful of. To Himo&#039;s surprise, Syl offered him the chance to let something off of his chest. Even though Himo declined for the moment, he did agree to meet later, and discuss it more with Syl.&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;   &lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Himo has lets say a rocky roller coaster of emotions with Syl. When Himo first met Syl, the interaction wasn&#039;t awful, but it didn&#039;t take long for the oblivious cracks to seep through. While trying to figure out the attack on the Arboretum, Himo burns himself in front of Syl and Rhogar... with his own cannon. Syl distanced themselves from Himo, which he didn&#039;t mind because he was too busy working on his projects. Syl noticed Himo always seems to be ready for a fight, and becomes incredibly jumpy when someone tries to affect his mind. This problem was only amplified however after Stix was captured. While hanging out with Gobbo and Syl, Himo suddenly started feeling burned in his right side despite no actual fire being nearby. Himo accidentally summoned his cannon, to which Gobbo and Syl responded by trying to grapple Himo. While Himo never ended attacking either, Himo made it known that his past he is incredibly fearful of. To Himo&#039;s surprise, Syl offered him the chance to let something off of his chest. Even though Himo declined for the moment, he did agree to meet later, and discuss it more with Syl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== The Scrappers ===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== The Scrappers ===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-empty diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Himo first arrived, he was like a ghost in the markets. He bought what he needed, and left in such a hurry, it was hard to track him down. He never really talked to people for more than 5 minutes when he finally met some of the crew of the scrappers, and they seemed to treat him with some respect, but Himo kept to themselves. After learning that were was unnecessary infighting among the Scrappers, he distanced themselves, and ultimately decided to no longer affiliate himself with it. He still does jobs for them with proper compensation, but doesn&#039;t consider himself part of that group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-empty diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-empty diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== The Scrappers ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Himo first arrived, he was like a ghost in the markets. He bought what he needed, and left in such a hurry, it was hard to track him down. He never really talked to people for more than 5 minutes when he finally met some of the crew of the scrappers, and they seemed to treat him with some respect, but Himo kept to themselves. After learning that were was unnecessary infighting among the Scrappers, he distanced themselves, and ultimately decided to no longer affiliate himself with it. He still does jobs for them with proper compensation, but doesn&#039;t consider himself part of that group. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Himo first arrived, he was like a ghost in the markets. He bought what he needed, and left in such a hurry, it was hard to track him down. He never really talked to people for more than 5 minutes when he finally met some of the crew of the scrappers, and they seemed to treat him with some respect, but Himo kept to themselves. After learning that were was unnecessary infighting among the Scrappers, he distanced themselves, and ultimately decided to no longer affiliate himself with it. He still does jobs for them with proper compensation, but doesn&#039;t consider himself part of that group. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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		<title>Spiderjjr45 at 23:04, 1 February 2026</title>
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		<title>MCAron: Finished writing the Bedlam Session for 12/17/25</title>
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Himo&#039;&#039;&#039; is a High Elf Rogue/Artillerist that has experienced both the rich and poor side of Lunas. He wanted to visit the Arboretum to modify existing equipment he has, but he never really left until he heard from his contacts in the Arboretum that demon incursions were ramping up. Carrying only what he could quickly pack, he left for the Arboretum with his bag that contains only essentials. He has a habit of checking anything that might look &quot;suspicious&quot; but doesn&#039;t really know what might be suspicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Himo&#039;&#039;&#039; is a High Elf Rogue/Artillerist that has experienced both the rich and poor side of &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[&lt;/ins&gt;Lunas&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]]&lt;/ins&gt;. He wanted to visit the Arboretum to modify existing equipment he has, but he never really left until he heard from his contacts in the Arboretum that demon incursions were ramping up. Carrying only what he could quickly pack, he left for the Arboretum with his bag that contains only essentials. He has a habit of checking anything that might look &quot;suspicious&quot; but doesn&#039;t really know what might be suspicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Description ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Himo is a young elf shining with bronze skin with black freckles, Short copper hair that is decently trimmed and eyes that sparkle gold when they catch the light. you would find him like he was a gem in a mine because of the reflection he often carries. He doesn&#039;t seem to carry anything with him except maybe a small backpack over A rapier and dagger on his left hip and short sword on his right hip respectively, hang and some tools hanging off of his belt. He wears light reinforced leather armor with a somewhat heavy desert cloak that shines a little in the light. When you peer past the cloak however, you notice two very big change to him that he tries to hide as best as he can. The first one is he really only has half of his hair left. The right side of him looks like he has black char that curls up around the face and neck that has been there for quite some time. The second is he occasionally has no right arm. anything that might have been there is gone, and watching him, he sways a little bit to the left and right as if he can&#039;t seem to keep himself balanced. A new projects have shown up on his person. There was a rack where the shoulder would be is a semi circle with a hole cut out of the center, and an arc cut out inside the semi circle. It was only partially done, but it seems to have been scrapped. The second gadget that he has on him at all times, is a disc launcher that fires out coins. Both of these are woodworking projects with small mechanical parts to make them work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Himo is a young elf shining with bronze skin with black freckles, Short copper hair that is decently trimmed and eyes that sparkle gold when they catch the light. you would find him like he was a gem in a mine because of the reflection he often carries. He doesn&#039;t seem to carry anything with him except maybe a small backpack over A rapier and dagger on his left hip and short sword on his right hip respectively, hang and some tools hanging off of his belt. He wears light reinforced leather armor with a somewhat heavy desert cloak that shines a little in the light. When you peer past the cloak however, you notice two very big change to him that he tries to hide as best as he can. The first one is he really only has half of his hair left. The right side of him looks like he has black char that curls up around the face and neck that has been there for quite some time. The second is he occasionally has no right arm. anything that might have been there is gone, and watching him, he sways a little bit to the left and right as if he can&#039;t seem to keep himself balanced. A new projects have shown up on his person. There was a rack where the shoulder would be is a semi circle with a hole cut out of the center, and an arc cut out inside the semi circle. It was only partially done, but it seems to have been scrapped. The second gadget that he has on him at all times, is a disc launcher that fires out coins. Both of these are woodworking projects with small mechanical parts to make them work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;It&#039;s been roughly 8 months since I came here to the Arboretum and very little people know I am actually here. Kamer got me in contact with The Chairman when I got here and it has been hell being around all of these explosive materials. every big explosion sends me back a year when an attempt was made on my life. I trust absolutely NO ONE here because I have been looked down on because of a missing arm. Petty theft was the only way I survived. I was so busy about survival that I didn&#039;t realize that Raegina was hiring to make robots until The Chairman sent me a letter telling me &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Bedlam in the Badlands/NPCs|Raegina]]&#039;&#039;&#039; was looking for people to recruit for the Scrappers. I collected scraps from grand shoplifting, hid out for four months to wait out people looking for men, then I moved swiftly to the junkyard. My goal is to go back to High Lunas and exact revenge on my parents and sisters who left me in this state I am. I barely remember the explosion or the constant shifting of places because I was so out of it. The people here seem nice enough but I am just waiting for them to betray each other. When I got to the junkyard, I was appalled to see the size of these robots, and the amount of people that came was a little much for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;It&#039;s been roughly 8 months since I came here to the Arboretum and very little people know I am actually here. Kamer got me in contact with The Chairman when I got here and it has been hell being around all of these explosive materials. every big explosion sends me back a year when an attempt was made on my life. I trust absolutely NO ONE here because I have been looked down on because of a missing arm. Petty theft was the only way I survived. I was so busy about survival that I didn&#039;t realize that Raegina was hiring to make robots until The Chairman sent me a letter telling me &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Bedlam in the Badlands/NPCs|Raegina]]&#039;&#039;&#039; was looking for people to recruit for the Scrappers. I collected scraps from grand shoplifting, hid out for four months to wait out people looking for men, then I moved swiftly to the junkyard. My goal is to go back to High Lunas and exact revenge on my parents and sisters who left me in this state I am. I barely remember the explosion or the constant shifting of places because I was so out of it. The people here seem nice enough but I am just waiting for them to betray each other. When I got to the junkyard, I was appalled to see the size of these robots, and the amount of people that came was a little much for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Raegina mocked many of us for having many broken and chipped off parts, I just rolled my eyes because I knew if there as anything she was trying to hide in a safe, I could find that safe without getting caught. In Low Lunas I was known as the Magic Pick because I couldn&#039;t be trapped, nor were most locks safe from me. I do need teammates however so I kept my moth shut and just listened. The amount of artificers that were there was astonishing. A tiefling had infused armor, and a goblin had a small automaton with them. But by far the most unique “living” thing saw was a doll that could think for itself. It turns out to test our skills, we would fight Grind, Smash and Cleave, 3 golems with interesting weapon choices. I got excited when I learned that we would be fighting the golems because that meant I could sneak out parts I needed for projects. One of said projects was increasing the throwing range of Thunder Rumble because I have to be relatively close to make good use of it. While fighting, one got destroyed, and it burst into flames. The heat sent me back to the explosion that back at High Lunas, where I almost lost my life. We dispatched the rest and Raegina was impressed enough to let us scrap the robots. So much for trying to do things discreetly... But I haven&#039;t really talked with people yet. After scrapping the robots, we split up into two teams. I got paired with [[Stix]] and &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[&lt;/del&gt;Raazdrog&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]]&lt;/del&gt; which was fine. I can modify my parts and they add theirs, and I saw this as more of a fun project. After all, I like explosive confusion. But it&#039;s not like I could focus because I was so nervous with Grind blowing me to bits, I was accidentally disassembling Grind. I was trying to make the saw arm move more fluidly, and trying to add scraps of metal I had in my bag, but I fumbled hard there. It was so embarrassing, because everyone else manage to buff it in some way but not me. I wanted to leave so badly because of that, but I ended up staying in spite of it. I would be throwing away probably my only real opportunity to getting out of the slums like my family expected me to stay. To my surprise Raegina gave each of us 10 gp to bet on the improved robots as to who would win. This was huge to me! This was really the first time someone handed me something without expecting anything in return. I decided to risk all of that money and bet most of it on Grind, and then I had an Idea. I decided to rename Grind to Sparkburn, which Stix and Raazdrog liked a lot. Raazdrog and I got the idea to give Sparkburn a voice. Raazdrog gave it &quot;I am fire. I am death.&quot; and I added &quot;Feel the spark. Feel the burn.&quot; Now I really didn&#039;t care if we won or lost because I considered this a finished project. Out team ended up winning and I walked away with triple what I put into it. I was ecstatic not only because I won a bet, which I rarely take, but the funds could be used to get the tools I need for projects. That excitement was short-lived however because a horn coming from the Arboretum indicating it was under attack. I hopped on the war rig and we moved to the Arboretum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Raegina mocked many of us for having many broken and chipped off parts, I just rolled my eyes because I knew if there as anything she was trying to hide in a safe, I could find that safe without getting caught. In Low Lunas I was known as the Magic Pick because I couldn&#039;t be trapped, nor were most locks safe from me. I do need teammates however so I kept my moth shut and just listened. The amount of artificers that were there was astonishing. A tiefling had infused armor, and a goblin had a small automaton with them. But by far the most unique “living” thing saw was a doll that could think for itself. It turns out to test our skills, we would fight Grind, Smash and Cleave, 3 golems with interesting weapon choices. I got excited when I learned that we would be fighting the golems because that meant I could sneak out parts I needed for projects. One of said projects was increasing the throwing range of Thunder Rumble because I have to be relatively close to make good use of it. While fighting, one got destroyed, and it burst into flames. The heat sent me back to the explosion that back at High Lunas, where I almost lost my life. We dispatched the rest and Raegina was impressed enough to let us scrap the robots. So much for trying to do things discreetly... But I haven&#039;t really talked with people yet. After scrapping the robots, we split up into two teams. I got paired with [[Stix]] and Raazdrog which was fine. I can modify my parts and they add theirs, and I saw this as more of a fun project. After all, I like explosive confusion. But it&#039;s not like I could focus because I was so nervous with Grind blowing me to bits, I was accidentally disassembling Grind. I was trying to make the saw arm move more fluidly, and trying to add scraps of metal I had in my bag, but I fumbled hard there. It was so embarrassing, because everyone else manage to buff it in some way but not me. I wanted to leave so badly because of that, but I ended up staying in spite of it. I would be throwing away probably my only real opportunity to getting out of the slums like my family expected me to stay. To my surprise Raegina gave each of us 10 gp to bet on the improved robots as to who would win. This was huge to me! This was really the first time someone handed me something without expecting anything in return. I decided to risk all of that money and bet most of it on Grind, and then I had an Idea. I decided to rename Grind to Sparkburn, which Stix and Raazdrog liked a lot. Raazdrog and I got the idea to give Sparkburn a voice. Raazdrog gave it &quot;I am fire. I am death.&quot; and I added &quot;Feel the spark. Feel the burn.&quot; Now I really didn&#039;t care if we won or lost because I considered this a finished project. Out team ended up winning and I walked away with triple what I put into it. I was ecstatic not only because I won a bet, which I rarely take, but the funds could be used to get the tools I need for projects. That excitement was short-lived however because a horn coming from the Arboretum indicating it was under attack. I hopped on the war rig and we moved to the Arboretum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;While it&#039;s not impossible to get recruited by the same person twice, it means you did a good job last time. That&#039;s the case for me and Saltique Petra who made a two week trip to come meet for hiring people. That isn&#039;t exactly the best thing, because that means it&#039;s something serious. I was sitting in a tavern listening to rumors of the woims, and it just drove me a little angry. I do nothing to sway the rumors one way or another, because it&#039;s just not worth it.They make the risk, they get the rewards. They also (or are supposed to) keep trade routes open, so targeting them has dangerous implications. Anyways, I get hired along with Avel, Razzadrog, and Leonard. I also meet a few new people I had never seen before. There is a human with some heavy armor that seems to be a samurai style. His name is Nikodemus. The other is a half orc with some light armor, and no significant weapon is visible. His name is Markandros, and he&#039;s definitely a spell caster of sorts. Were told to look for someone by the name of Vettik, and the following information needs to be kept on low. Another card being kept in the hand I swear. Only the Scrappers have been completely forthright with working together, but ends justifying the means for someone isn&#039;t exactly something I want to keep working with. Federation isn&#039;t exactly being honest either with what they know, and they told me.&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt; &lt;/del&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;While it&#039;s not impossible to get recruited by the same person twice, it means you did a good job last time. That&#039;s the case for me and Saltique Petra who made a two week trip to come meet for hiring people. That isn&#039;t exactly the best thing, because that means it&#039;s something serious. I was sitting in a tavern listening to rumors of the woims, and it just drove me a little angry. I do nothing to sway the rumors one way or another, because it&#039;s just not worth it.They make the risk, they get the rewards. They also (or are supposed to) keep trade routes open, so targeting them has dangerous implications. Anyways, I get hired along with Avel, Razzadrog, and Leonard. I also meet a few new people I had never seen before. There is a human with some heavy armor that seems to be a samurai style. His name is Nikodemus. The other is a half orc with some light armor, and no significant weapon is visible. His name is Markandros, and he&#039;s definitely a spell caster of sorts. Were told to look for someone by the name of Vettik, and the following information needs to be kept on low. Another card being kept in the hand I swear. Only the Scrappers have been completely forthright with working together, but ends justifying the means for someone isn&#039;t exactly something I want to keep working with. Federation isn&#039;t exactly being honest either with what they know, and they told me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;mw-diff-movedpara-right&quot; title=&quot;Paragraph was moved. Click to jump to old location.&quot; href=&quot;#movedpara_10_0_lhs&quot;&gt;&amp;#x26AB;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;movedpara_7_1_rhs&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We get to a small ravine that is decently deep at a glance, but also a mouth of a cave about 40-50 feet away. There&#039;s also some large boulders at the edge of the ravine, and I use that to take cover. A few others look down, and we hear a man&#039;s voice telling us to get down in there. I&#039;m confused as to why until we hear flapping like bats coming out from the cave. Vargouilles as I would come to learn are these head demons with fanged teeth, foaming mouths, bat wings that replaces the ears, and red eyes that scream death. We drop all but two of them in two spells. One of my &#039;&#039;&#039;Shatter&#039;&#039;&#039;, and Leonard&#039;s &#039;&#039;&#039;Fireball&#039;&#039;&#039;. One of the flies near us and screeches so bad that I begin to lose my sense of awareness. My speech was also scuffed horribly at that time which really sucked. The other flew down to me and gives me a kiss. I instantly realize I&#039;m in danger, but not immediately. I got cursed by this jerk. The rest are killed when I regain my bearings, and the man climbs out of the ravine. He introduces himself as Vettik Herbert, so that&#039;s a positive. He was stuck down there in case the demons would go after him. The other people go into the mouth of the cave and discover the circle that had been used to summon these bitches, which of course is lovely. Now we gotta track them down. I tell Vettik that I had been cursed by one of them, and we all make hast towards the hideout of the Shepherds. Along the way Nikodemus offered me a blessing, which I was a little hesitant to take, but accepted in hopes of allowing me to survive longer or cure it entirely. Surprisingly the fangs and my ears recede a little. I don&#039;t say anything, and we continue out trek over. When we get to the hideout Vettik reveals the illusion rock wall that had been created, which reminded me of Low Lunas and the illusions used there&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/ins&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;I immediately ask Vettik who might be able for me to rid this curse, and he pointed me to a tent that was up some stairs. There was a tortle by the name of Yuru I&#039;m waiting patiently while the others talk to the Shepherds. I&#039;m waiting patiently when I hear a blood curdling scream. I go to hide in to a tent that is next to the campfire so I can hear the conversation, but I&#039;m not seen. I then hear the door has been opened, and that they need to move now. I immediately take this opportunity to cast &#039;&#039;&#039;Detect Magic&#039;&#039;&#039; and start looking for &#039;&#039;&#039;Illusion&#039;&#039;&#039; magic. And would you looks at that. There are three people coated in such. I summon my cannon and tell Avel this in Elvish and hint that they are not real Shepherds. He takes the opportunity to get s surprise attack on one I pointed out and a fight ensued. The two others unmask the &#039;&#039;&#039;Disguise Self&#039;&#039;&#039; they had on, bring out some Caustic Demons, and now the stakes are higher. I start pummeling one of them, and he dives into the water, but not before making a huge wave of water splash over other us. I dive out of the way just fine. Leonard keeps the Caustic demon off of me by making it run somehow. I dive into the water after the cultist, and keep striking with my cannon and dagger. As nice as this dagger is, I gotta use a longer weapon soon, because I can&#039;t use this forever.. He traps me into a watery sphere which sucks, but I can still fire the cannon without issues and throw the dagger. It also gave me a better idea of what&#039;s happening around. There was one cultist backed up into a corner, but I couldn&#039;t see the third.. Eventually, he got hit and the sphere drops, and I fell into the water. I was gonna go after him, but he put up a wall of water, and one of the culists had died. Irritated by the unknown Identities. I get out of the water, and rip the mask off the dead member. It starts burning really badly, but I&#039;m going to hold on, because I want to &#039;&#039;&#039;Identify&#039;&#039;&#039; what tactics they have. Unfortunately, one the Shepherds had died, and the other two had managed to run. NOW I WANT THESE JERKS DEAD. Previously, they were targeting those who were capable, but those who couldn&#039;t fight back so easily. YOU HAVE CROSSED A LINE! I WILL HUNT YOU LIKE I DID FOR THE SHABBY SCALES. The mask also melted within 10 minutes, and I realized that I made a grave mistake. Unless I say command word, the mask will destroy the facial identity, and the mask will melt. It also left me a nasty scar from that experience. As a &#039;payment&#039; but I really call it a gift, we got a good deal of money, and a horse or dust runner to take us back. Yuru had also survived, and he came up to me, consumed something, and removed the curse. He promptly passes out, but he&#039;s okay. Leonard managed to get a pair of Surefoot boots from that one cultist, and we found more coin on the cultist, which we split. I call the payment a gift, because I was doing my job. I was always against those harming the innocent, but now a seething anger is driving me to protect them. &amp;lt;/Blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;movedpara_10_0_lhs&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We get to a small ravine that is decently deep at a glance, but also a mouth of a cave about 40-50 feet away. There&#039;s also some large boulders at the edge of the ravine, and I use that to take cover. A few others look down, and we hear a man&#039;s voice telling us to get down in there. I&#039;m confused as to why until we hear flapping like bats coming out from the cave. Vargouilles as I would come to learn are these head demons with fanged teeth, foaming mouths, bat wings that replaces the ears, and red eyes that scream death. We drop all but two of them in two spells. One of my &#039;&#039;&#039;Shatter&#039;&#039;&#039;, and Leonard&#039;s &#039;&#039;&#039;Fireball&#039;&#039;&#039;. One of the flies near us and screeches so bad that I begin to lose my sense of awareness. My speech was also scuffed horribly at that time which really sucked. The other flew down to me and gives me a kiss. I instantly realize I&#039;m in danger, but not immediately. I got cursed by this jerk. The rest are killed when I regain my bearings, and the man climbs out of the ravine. He introduces himself as Vettik Herbert, so that&#039;s a positive. He was stuck down there in case the demons would go after him. The other people go into the mouth of the cave and discover the circle that had been used to summon these bitches, which of course is lovely. Now we gotta track them down. I tell Vettik that I had been cursed by one of them, and we all make hast towards the hideout of the Shepherds. Along the way Nikodemus offered me a blessing, which I was a little hesitant to take, but accepted in hopes of allowing me to survive longer or cure it entirely. Surprisingly the fangs and my ears recede a little. I don&#039;t say anything, and we continue out trek over. When we get to the hideout Vettik reveals the illusion rock wall that had been created, which reminded me of Low Lunas and the illusions used there. &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;/Blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Working on session recap for 12/17/25&lt;/p&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;What? No way I am hearing this right. Apparently the Osteomancer had reached out mentioning something about infernal weapons. I can&#039;t get my hopes up yet because this is likely going to be a challenge. I didn&#039;t plan on going, but after learning there wasn&#039;t many going in the first place, I decided to clear finish up my odd jobs so that I can be apart of this. I meetup with the others who are thankfully people I have worked with in the past. Mezz and Polvo also worked for the Osteomancer with me. Raazdrog, and Leonard had also shown up from when I worked for the Federation. We go to the Osteomancer&#039;s &#039;place,&#039; and here the details are spilled. Swikedom, a kingdom infamous for the divine Blood Law that dictates the social hierarchy has some infernal weapons that need recharging. Odd that magical weapons of that sort don&#039;t regain charges on their own, but whatever. The plan is to intercept this trade route, and take them for ourselves. Normally I would be against this kind of thing, but honestly, if it means taking weapons away from people who will abuse it however, I would like less potential damage to be done. Then were all good to steal these. We get over there by some powerful conjuration magic, and we meetup with the Osteomancer&#039;s contact Eddarux near the walls of Swikedom, and explained that he knew of a secret tunnel to get us into the kingdom. Mezzi offered the idea of us being &#039;slaves&#039; to get us through. I was confused until they revealed themselves to be a blue dragonborn. It seemed odd since the mouth should poke out of the mask, but I will figure it out another time. The plan pretty much goes without a hitch. We find a good choke point where they are supposed to head. I decide to scout ahead to see who were up against. when I quietly get up there. I see a drake, one purple dragonborn, and 4 black dragonborn. I don&#039;t know the significance of the purple, but they stand out and like means they&#039;re the boss of this operation. I have to rush back, if I want my temporary allies to know what&#039;s going on. I get into a relatively easy position to drop onto the group, summon the cannon and wait. I notice there is a spoon in this choke point. Is there something I&#039;m missing about spoons. Are they like the most powerful items this realm will ever see? Whatever, I see the group approaching, and when they get into the middle of this area, Mezzi drops a false fog  onto a few of them. I take advantage of this by firing the cannon into the leader, and dropping a new spell I learned.. The people in the immediate area where I dropped it cover their ears, which means it works as intended. I injured them pretty good, but the black dragonborn react fast, and they split up to target Mezzi and I. The purple one however starts flying in the air about 30ft off of the ground which is just lovely. I can&#039;t tell what happens all that well, but I watch Leonard, and Raazdrog covering their ears which is nice... The drake had rushed up to attack, but couldn&#039;t do both. With that Raazdrog, and his bot flank the drake, and start slashing it apart. Polvo had casted some spell, and nothing seems to happen to me. Mezzi had moved the fake fog onto the. soldier who now can&#039;t see them which is honestly hilarious, but I see one coming after me, so I shift my position away from the soilder, and continue to attack the purple since I&#039;m the only one who can actually attack from range. It&#039;s funny because I watch this purple dragonborn sabotage themselves by making the drake go stupor, but all of my temporary allies resisted whatever the hell was casted. All of the soldiers fall, then the drake, but Mezzi got the coolest kill. I&#039;m pretty sure a &#039;&#039;&#039;Sleep&#039;&#039;&#039; spell was casted because that dragonborn had plummeted, and didn&#039;t wake up. I throw up a &#039;&#039;&#039;Detect Magic&#039;&#039;&#039; to see if these folk had anything else of magic, but no luck. Mezzi however had found a small chest inside. Leonard tries to pick it a few times, but after failing. I get the chance the pick it. I scuff myself a few times, because I&#039;m not using my potential when I have a second arm I eventually get it open, and I&#039;m an idiot. There was a big explosion as this chest had been trapped. I get out of the away, and luckily no one else was around. so only I got injured. Still it hurt really badly, but there is something in here. There are 8 gems of sort. I use I&#039;&#039;&#039;dentify&#039;&#039;&#039; to figure out what these are, and these are the infernal weapons we were looking for.. We make out way back to Swikedom like nothing happened until we got ambushed by a bunch of people in masks. It&#039;s not even worth mentioning how this fight went other than they were a bunch of people who ran after a few deaths. This infuriated Mezzi. Apparently this wasn&#039;t the first encounter. This group did the exact same thing a few weeks ago.. We make our way back from the Osteomancer who let us keep the infernal weapons, and whatever else we got off of them. It was fair to say it was an odd occurrence that the Osteomancer put themselves out like that, but I&#039;m not complaining. However I do not like that this hit and run scheme of attacking.  New goal: The next time we face those mask people, I WILL get one of those masks. Mezzi has warned against taking one, but I wonder what these cult people have for wearing these, other than covering their face.&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;      &lt;/del&gt;&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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Swikedom, a kingdom infamous for the divine Blood Law that dictates the social hierarchy has some infernal weapons that need recharging. Odd that magical weapons of that sort don&#039;t regain charges on their own, but whatever. The plan is to intercept this trade route, and take them for ourselves. Normally I would be against this kind of thing, but honestly, if it means taking weapons away from people who will abuse it however, I would like less potential damage to be done. Then were all good to steal these. We get over there by some powerful conjuration magic, and we meetup with the Osteomancer&#039;s contact Eddarux near the walls of Swikedom, and explained that he knew of a secret tunnel to get us into the kingdom. Mezzi offered the idea of us being &#039;slaves&#039; to get us through. I was confused until they revealed themselves to be a blue dragonborn. It seemed odd since the mouth should poke out of the mask, but I will figure it out another time. The plan pretty much goes without a hitch. We find a good choke point where they are supposed to head. I decide to scout ahead to see who were up against. when I quietly get up there. I see a drake, one purple dragonborn, and 4 black dragonborn. I don&#039;t know the significance of the purple, but they stand out and like means they&#039;re the boss of this operation. I have to rush back, if I want my temporary allies to know what&#039;s going on. I get into a relatively easy position to drop onto the group, summon the cannon and wait. I notice there is a spoon in this choke point. Is there something I&#039;m missing about spoons. Are they like the most powerful items this realm will ever see? Whatever, I see the group approaching, and when they get into the middle of this area, Mezzi drops a false fog  onto a few of them. I take advantage of this by firing the cannon into the leader, and dropping a new spell I learned.. The people in the immediate area where I dropped it cover their ears, which means it works as intended. I injured them pretty good, but the black dragonborn react fast, and they split up to target Mezzi and I. The purple one however starts flying in the air about 30ft off of the ground which is just lovely. I can&#039;t tell what happens all that well, but I watch Leonard, and Raazdrog covering their ears which is nice... The drake had rushed up to attack, but couldn&#039;t do both. With that Raazdrog, and his bot flank the drake, and start slashing it apart. Polvo had casted some spell, and nothing seems to happen to me. Mezzi had moved the fake fog onto the. soldier who now can&#039;t see them which is honestly hilarious, but I see one coming after me, so I shift my position away from the soilder, and continue to attack the purple since I&#039;m the only one who can actually attack from range. It&#039;s funny because I watch this purple dragonborn sabotage themselves by making the drake go stupor, but all of my temporary allies resisted whatever the hell was casted. All of the soldiers fall, then the drake, but Mezzi got the coolest kill. I&#039;m pretty sure a &#039;&#039;&#039;Sleep&#039;&#039;&#039; spell was casted because that dragonborn had plummeted, and didn&#039;t wake up. I throw up a &#039;&#039;&#039;Detect Magic&#039;&#039;&#039; to see if these folk had anything else of magic, but no luck. Mezzi however had found a small chest inside. Leonard tries to pick it a few times, but after failing. I get the chance the pick it. I scuff myself a few times, because I&#039;m not using my potential when I have a second arm I eventually get it open, and I&#039;m an idiot. There was a big explosion as this chest had been trapped. I get out of the away, and luckily no one else was around. so only I got injured. Still it hurt really badly, but there is something in here. There are 8 gems of sort. I use I&#039;&#039;&#039;dentify&#039;&#039;&#039; to figure out what these are, and these are the infernal weapons we were looking for.. We make out way back to Swikedom like nothing happened until we got ambushed by a bunch of people in masks. It&#039;s not even worth mentioning how this fight went other than they were a bunch of people who ran after a few deaths. This infuriated Mezzi. Apparently this wasn&#039;t the first encounter. This group did the exact same thing a few weeks ago.. We make our way back from the Osteomancer who let us keep the infernal weapons, and whatever else we got off of them. It was fair to say it was an odd occurrence that the Osteomancer put themselves out like that, but I&#039;m not complaining. However I do not like that this hit and run scheme of attacking.  New goal: The next time we face those mask people, I WILL get one of those masks. Mezzi has warned against taking one, but I wonder what these cult people have for wearing these, other than covering their face.&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;While it&#039;s not impossible to get recruited by the same person twice, it means you did a good job last time. That&#039;s the case for me and Saltique Petra who made a two week trip to come meet for hiring people. That isn&#039;t exactly the best thing, because that means it&#039;s something serious. I was sitting in a tavern listening to rumors of the woims, and it just drove me a little angry. I do nothing to sway the rumors one way or another, because it&#039;s just not worth it.They make the risk, they get the rewards. They also (or are supposed to) keep trade routes open, so targeting them has dangerous implications. Anyways, I get hired along with Avel, Razzadrog, and Leonard. I also meet a few new people I had never seen before. There is a human with some heavy armor that seems to be a samurai style. His name is Nikodemus. The other is a half orc with some light armor, and no significant weapon is visible. His name is Markandros, and he&#039;s definitely a spell caster of sorts. Were told to look for someone by the name of Vettik, and the following information needs to be kept on low. Another card being kept in the hand I swear. Only the Scrappers have been completely forthright with working together, but ends justifying the means for someone isn&#039;t exactly something I want to keep working with. Federation isn&#039;t exactly being honest either with what they know, and they told me.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;We get to a small ravine that is decently deep at a glance, but also a mouth of a cave about 40-50 feet away. There&#039;s also some large boulders at the edge of the ravine, and I use that to take cover. A few others look down, and we hear a man&#039;s voice telling us to get down in there. I&#039;m confused as to why until we hear flapping like bats coming out from the cave. Vargouilles as I would come to learn are these head demons with fanged teeth, foaming mouths, bat wings that replaces the ears, and red eyes that scream death. We drop all but two of them in two spells. One of my &#039;&#039;&#039;Shatter&#039;&#039;&#039;, and Leonard&#039;s &#039;&#039;&#039;Fireball&#039;&#039;&#039;. One of the flies near us and screeches so bad that I begin to lose my sense of awareness. My speech was also scuffed horribly at that time which really sucked. The other flew down to me and gives me a kiss. I instantly realize I&#039;m in danger, but not immediately. I got cursed by this jerk. The rest are killed when I regain my bearings, and the man climbs out of the ravine. He introduces himself as Vettik Herbert, so that&#039;s a positive. He was stuck down there in case the demons would go after him. The other people go into the mouth of the cave and discover the circle that had been used to summon these bitches, which of course is lovely. Now we gotta track them down. I tell Vettik that I had been cursed by one of them, and we all make hast towards the hideout of the Shepherds. Along the way Nikodemus offered me a blessing, which I was a little hesitant to take, but accepted in hopes of allowing me to survive longer or cure it entirely. Surprisingly the fangs and my ears recede a little. I don&#039;t say anything, and we continue out trek over. When we get to the hideout Vettik reveals the illusion rock wall that had been created, which reminded me of Low Lunas and the illusions used there. &amp;lt;/Blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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		<title>MCAron: Naming the session from 12/6/25</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Naming the session from 12/6/25&lt;/p&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;I knew this day was coming soon. There was supposed to be a group heading out soon, but one of them had to drop. My contact called me in and said he was calling in his favor, so I know I get to go work for the Federation.. We meet up with two Thri-kreen that appear to be twins. They aren&#039;t part of the clutch I fought earlier, but their speech was unsettling, as they would talk over one another in perfect sync. All that aside however, we were told that some dust storm had made a return from the initial invasion again. The only thing that seems to know where it is a crow by the name of Moxy. They asked us to take good care of Moxy, which I can do for 3 days’ travel, and to keep this information private. There is a leak somewhere, and no one is supposed to know there is one. Great. Another piece of information kept behind closed doors that will cause more tension.. I swear this is going to be the downfall of this place. Anyways we start following the bird along to get to where we need to. Avel decides to let Moxy onto his shoulders when it needs a rest. On the third day, we find a few birds circling a few areas. Birds often circle points of interest, and then I hear just ever so faintly some rumbling underneath us. With Avel&#039;s help, I am now invisible and decide to scout ahead. I scuff my footing really badly, and I&#039;m pretty sure I caught its attention. Oh I guess I forgot to mention other people here. People I have worked with in the past have made a return except for one person. Draz, Avel, and Leonard made a return from our last time together investigating the mysterious disappearance, and Ozmir is also here from our last time together from dealing with Shady Shabby. No they don&#039;t derserve an honorable title. They were paid to kidnap people by the Filth Jerk&#039;s counterpart. It was nice having another person who I can communicate without saying a word to in case social interactions fail miserably. The only person I haven&#039;t worked with before is Grymos, a Duergar artificer with his own robot friend like Razzadrog.. I&#039;m not surprised he&#039;s shorter than me, but it&#039;s still a first to work with someone smaller than me. Anyways, the birds scatter off, and all we are left with our own thoughts and this rumbling. We decide to have Grymos&#039; bot go in first, and then the thing went offline apparently. From the previous experience those who were from this were cursed, so Avel helped us get entirely covered up from this sandstorm. Since I am still invisible I decide to scout to figure out what is going on. The slope became EXTREMELY steep, but I managed to ground myself, and avoid tumbling or making huge amounts of noise. The sheer force of this wind is hurting however as I continue to step through, so I would like to get back as soon as possible. I can barely see anything right in front of me, so I am pretty much walking blind. I eventually come upon a rough sculpture of sandstone. tracing my hands along this stone, it is so old, it&#039;s probably been here since Prehistory. I am about to return when I notice my invisibility drops. I guess they got tired of waiting, which is fair enough, because it&#039;s a long way down. We&#039;re talking a quarter mile of walking to get here. I notice however only two other people show up, which is a little worrying, but I’m sure the others are fine. I summon the cannon, and we move up the stairs to whatever this place might be. going up the steps of this structure, some creature is waiting for us, and hell breaks loose. Avel gets injured pretty badly, so he just teleports the same way I saw him do earlier. Grymos just moves in, because he&#039;s not dealing with it which is fine. I do manage to take my dagger and drag it through the wind as my cannon fires into it. It did a good chunk of damage, but it&#039;s still kicking just fine. And then I see it run. I take a quick strike opportunity and look over, to see Leonard is here along with Razzadrog. It does come back down however, and flings me into this place, and the magic here just feels right. I&#039;ll have to figure that out in a second, but there are more pressing matters. My cannon fires the creature and it can&#039;t get into this place, so I&#039;m safe in here. I turn my attention to the two other people in here who are both hobgoblins. Avel asks them what is going on, and they imply that they are the ones causing it. I tried to reason with them that a fight wasn&#039;t necessary, but to no avail.. One of them says in goblin about Bonnet not keeping them at bay, which raises several alarm bells for me. Who is this Bonnet? What is the significance of this room, and what were they trying to cover up in here if anything? the two hobgoblins immediately turn into some demonic vulture. Now an aerial battle is in play here which isn&#039;t too big of a worry for me, but maybe not for others. These jerks are also closing their wounds relatively fast, so a heal off it is. A 5 on 2 however is not going in their favor, so we just need to keep chipping them away. Avel managed with &#039;&#039;&#039;Mirror Image&#039;&#039;&#039; up to not get hit a single time which I thought was honestly really cool. Unfortunately, my cannon got demolished, so I had to create another one to keep up with my help. With everyone piling in together, both of these demon hybrids or whatever they are fall dead. It&#039;s funny because they tried to run, but when you&#039;re surrounded like they were, you are going to get hurt badly.. Oh what is a new voice doing here? You&#039;re irritated about us ruining your plan? You can shove that comment out, because I don&#039;t care. You have been hurting others, and I&#039;m not having it. I question this tall figure a little bit, and they reveal they are Bonnet. Bonnet turns to leave after finishing his monologue, and I attempt one more cannon shot at him, just to rub in my hatred for him. He then calls me by name threatening to kill all of us, but if he&#039;s really going to do that, don&#039;t mention your plans or whatever.. I begin the process of a ritual cast of &#039;&#039;&#039;Detect Magic&#039;&#039;&#039;, while the others start examining this temple. The air creature left seeing it was in danger if it stuck around, which I didn&#039;t care for too much.. When I finish my casting, everything all of a sudden registers as all of the schools this world knows. Leylines are a funny thing, because they make the spells possible. These lines converge at certain points known as Nexuses, and here is where the fabric of reality can much more easily be warped. It hurts to honestly keep it up, so after gathering all I could, I let go of the spell.. The other people started investigating the murals on the monoliths in this room, and they were depicting an ancient lizard race that existed well before any of our time.. There was also some pteran writing scrawled along the base of the altar in here, so I got a copy of it, and have left it alone for now. On each of the four pillars there was a  direction and some symbols depicting various things. The order goes as follows: North: is Mother, South is War, East is Nature, and West is: Logic. Avel and I agreed to come check this place in our free time, so that we could better understand what is going on.. I give all the information I could privately to the twins, and they tell me that the Shend are where the Hobgoblins came from. That is certainly some questions for Rhogar at another time. Now I am really confident we aren&#039;t fighting just one foe, but a few of them. A bigger problem came to mind however. The Altar had the tree the Arboretum is currently, before some blight gets rid of the leaves.. Could they use this to attack us from far away if discovered&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;I knew this day was coming soon. There was supposed to be a group heading out soon, but one of them had to drop. My contact called me in and said he was calling in his favor, so I know I get to go work for the Federation.. We meet up with two Thri-kreen that appear to be twins. They aren&#039;t part of the clutch I fought earlier, but their speech was unsettling, as they would talk over one another in perfect sync. All that aside however, we were told that some dust storm had made a return from the initial invasion again. The only thing that seems to know where it is a crow by the name of Moxy. They asked us to take good care of Moxy, which I can do for 3 days’ travel, and to keep this information private. There is a leak somewhere, and no one is supposed to know there is one. Great. Another piece of information kept behind closed doors that will cause more tension.. I swear this is going to be the downfall of this place. Anyways we start following the bird along to get to where we need to. Avel decides to let Moxy onto his shoulders when it needs a rest. On the third day, we find a few birds circling a few areas. Birds often circle points of interest, and then I hear just ever so faintly some rumbling underneath us. With Avel&#039;s help, I am now invisible and decide to scout ahead. I scuff my footing really badly, and I&#039;m pretty sure I caught its attention. Oh I guess I forgot to mention other people here. People I have worked with in the past have made a return except for one person. Draz, Avel, and Leonard made a return from our last time together investigating the mysterious disappearance, and Ozmir is also here from our last time together from dealing with Shady Shabby. No they don&#039;t derserve an honorable title. They were paid to kidnap people by the Filth Jerk&#039;s counterpart. It was nice having another person who I can communicate without saying a word to in case social interactions fail miserably. The only person I haven&#039;t worked with before is Grymos, a Duergar artificer with his own robot friend like Razzadrog.. I&#039;m not surprised he&#039;s shorter than me, but it&#039;s still a first to work with someone smaller than me. Anyways, the birds scatter off, and all we are left with our own thoughts and this rumbling. We decide to have Grymos&#039; bot go in first, and then the thing went offline apparently. From the previous experience those who were from this were cursed, so Avel helped us get entirely covered up from this sandstorm. Since I am still invisible I decide to scout to figure out what is going on. The slope became EXTREMELY steep, but I managed to ground myself, and avoid tumbling or making huge amounts of noise. The sheer force of this wind is hurting however as I continue to step through, so I would like to get back as soon as possible. I can barely see anything right in front of me, so I am pretty much walking blind. I eventually come upon a rough sculpture of sandstone. tracing my hands along this stone, it is so old, it&#039;s probably been here since Prehistory. I am about to return when I notice my invisibility drops. I guess they got tired of waiting, which is fair enough, because it&#039;s a long way down. We&#039;re talking a quarter mile of walking to get here. I notice however only two other people show up, which is a little worrying, but I’m sure the others are fine. I summon the cannon, and we move up the stairs to whatever this place might be. going up the steps of this structure, some creature is waiting for us, and hell breaks loose. Avel gets injured pretty badly, so he just teleports the same way I saw him do earlier. Grymos just moves in, because he&#039;s not dealing with it which is fine. I do manage to take my dagger and drag it through the wind as my cannon fires into it. It did a good chunk of damage, but it&#039;s still kicking just fine. And then I see it run. I take a quick strike opportunity and look over, to see Leonard is here along with Razzadrog. It does come back down however, and flings me into this place, and the magic here just feels right. I&#039;ll have to figure that out in a second, but there are more pressing matters. My cannon fires the creature and it can&#039;t get into this place, so I&#039;m safe in here. I turn my attention to the two other people in here who are both hobgoblins. Avel asks them what is going on, and they imply that they are the ones causing it. I tried to reason with them that a fight wasn&#039;t necessary, but to no avail.. One of them says in goblin about Bonnet not keeping them at bay, which raises several alarm bells for me. Who is this Bonnet? What is the significance of this room, and what were they trying to cover up in here if anything? the two hobgoblins immediately turn into some demonic vulture. Now an aerial battle is in play here which isn&#039;t too big of a worry for me, but maybe not for others. These jerks are also closing their wounds relatively fast, so a heal off it is. A 5 on 2 however is not going in their favor, so we just need to keep chipping them away. Avel managed with &#039;&#039;&#039;Mirror Image&#039;&#039;&#039; up to not get hit a single time which I thought was honestly really cool. Unfortunately, my cannon got demolished, so I had to create another one to keep up with my help. With everyone piling in together, both of these demon hybrids or whatever they are fall dead. It&#039;s funny because they tried to run, but when you&#039;re surrounded like they were, you are going to get hurt badly.. Oh what is a new voice doing here? You&#039;re irritated about us ruining your plan? You can shove that comment out, because I don&#039;t care. You have been hurting others, and I&#039;m not having it. I question this tall figure a little bit, and they reveal they are Bonnet. Bonnet turns to leave after finishing his monologue, and I attempt one more cannon shot at him, just to rub in my hatred for him. He then calls me by name threatening to kill all of us, but if he&#039;s really going to do that, don&#039;t mention your plans or whatever.. I begin the process of a ritual cast of &#039;&#039;&#039;Detect Magic&#039;&#039;&#039;, while the others start examining this temple. The air creature left seeing it was in danger if it stuck around, which I didn&#039;t care for too much.. When I finish my casting, everything all of a sudden registers as all of the schools this world knows. Leylines are a funny thing, because they make the spells possible. These lines converge at certain points known as Nexuses, and here is where the fabric of reality can much more easily be warped. It hurts to honestly keep it up, so after gathering all I could, I let go of the spell.. The other people started investigating the murals on the monoliths in this room, and they were depicting an ancient lizard race that existed well before any of our time.. There was also some pteran writing scrawled along the base of the altar in here, so I got a copy of it, and have left it alone for now. On each of the four pillars there was a  direction and some symbols depicting various things. The order goes as follows: North: is Mother, South is War, East is Nature, and West is: Logic. Avel and I agreed to come check this place in our free time, so that we could better understand what is going on.. I give all the information I could privately to the twins, and they tell me that the Shend are where the Hobgoblins came from. That is certainly some questions for Rhogar at another time. Now I am really confident we aren&#039;t fighting just one foe, but a few of them. A bigger problem came to mind however. The Altar had the tree the Arboretum is currently, before some blight gets rid of the leaves.. Could they use this to attack us from far away if discovered&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;What? No way I am hearing this right. Apparently the Osteomancer had reached out mentioning something about infernal weapons. I can&#039;t get my hopes up yet because this is likely going to be a challenge. I didn&#039;t plan on going, but after learning there wasn&#039;t many going in the first place, I decided to clear finish up my odd jobs so that I can be apart of this. I meetup with the others who are thankfully people I have worked with in the past. Mezz and Polvo also worked for the Osteomancer with me. Raazdrog, and Leonard had also shown up from when I worked for the Federation. We go to the Osteomancer&#039;s &#039;place,&#039; and here the details are spilled. Swikedom, a kingdom infamous for the divine Blood Law that dictates the social hierarchy has some infernal weapons that need recharging. Odd that magical weapons of that sort don&#039;t regain charges on their own, but whatever. The plan is to intercept this trade route, and take them for ourselves. Normally I would be against this kind of thing, but honestly, if it means taking weapons away from people who will abuse it however, I would like less potential damage to be done. Then were all good to steal these. We get over there by some powerful conjuration magic, and we meetup with the Osteomancer&#039;s contact Eddarux near the walls of Swikedom, and explained that he knew of a secret tunnel to get us into the kingdom. Mezzi offered the idea of us being &#039;slaves&#039; to get us through. I was confused until they revealed themselves to be a blue dragonborn. It seemed odd since the mouth should poke out of the mask, but I will figure it out another time. The plan pretty much goes without a hitch. We find a good choke point where they are supposed to head. I decide to scout ahead to see who were up against. when I quietly get up there. I see a drake, one purple dragonborn, and 4 black dragonborn. I don&#039;t know the significance of the purple, but they stand out and like means they&#039;re the boss of this operation. I have to rush back, if I want my temporary allies to know what&#039;s going on. I get into a relatively easy position to drop onto the group, summon the cannon and wait. I notice there is a spoon in this choke point. Is there something I&#039;m missing about spoons. Are they like the most powerful items this realm will ever see? Whatever, I see the group approaching, and when they get into the middle of this area, Mezzi drops a false fog  onto a few of them. I take advantage of this by firing the cannon into the leader, and dropping a new spell I learned.. The people in the immediate area where I dropped it cover their ears, which means it works as intended. I injured them pretty good, but the black dragonborn react fast, and they split up to target Mezzi and I. The purple one however starts flying in the air about 30ft off of the ground which is just lovely. I can&#039;t tell what happens all that well, but I watch Leonard, and Raazdrog covering their ears which is nice... The drake had rushed up to attack, but couldn&#039;t do both. With that Raazdrog, and his bot flank the drake, and start slashing it apart. Polvo had casted some spell, and nothing seems to happen to me. Mezzi had moved the fake fog onto the. soldier who now can&#039;t see them which is honestly hilarious, but I see one coming after me, so I shift my position away from the soilder, and continue to attack the purple since I&#039;m the only one who can actually attack from range. It&#039;s funny because I watch this purple dragonborn sabotage themselves by making the drake go stupor, but all of my temporary allies resisted whatever the hell was casted. All of the soldiers fall, then the drake, but Mezzi got the coolest kill. I&#039;m pretty sure a &#039;&#039;&#039;Sleep&#039;&#039;&#039; spell was casted because that dragonborn had plummeted, and didn&#039;t wake up. I throw up a &#039;&#039;&#039;Detect Magic&#039;&#039;&#039; to see if these folk had anything else of magic, but no luck. Mezzi however had found a small chest inside. Leonard tries to pick it a few times, but after failing. I get the chance the pick it. I scuff myself a few times, because I&#039;m not using my potential when I have a second arm I eventually get it open, and I&#039;m an idiot. There was a big explosion as this chest had been trapped. I get out of the away, and luckily no one else was around. so only I got injured. Still it hurt really badly, but there is something in here. There are 8 gems of sort. I use I&#039;&#039;&#039;dentify&#039;&#039;&#039; to figure out what these are, and these are the infernal weapons we were looking for.. We make out way back to Swikedom like nothing happened until we got ambushed by a bunch of people in masks. It&#039;s not even worth mentioning how this fight went other than they were a bunch of people who ran after a few deaths. This infuriated Mezzi. Apparently this wasn&#039;t the first encounter. This group did the exact same thing a few weeks ago.. We make our way back from the Osteomancer who let us keep the infernal weapons, and whatever else we got off of them. It was fair to say it was an odd occurrence that the Osteomancer put themselves out like that, but I&#039;m not complaining. However I do not like that this hit and run scheme of attacking.  New goal: The next time we face those mask people, I WILL get one of those masks. Mezzi has warned against taking one, but I wonder what these cult people have for wearing these, other than covering their face.      &amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;What? No way I am hearing this right. Apparently the Osteomancer had reached out mentioning something about infernal weapons. I can&#039;t get my hopes up yet because this is likely going to be a challenge. I didn&#039;t plan on going, but after learning there wasn&#039;t many going in the first place, I decided to clear finish up my odd jobs so that I can be apart of this. I meetup with the others who are thankfully people I have worked with in the past. Mezz and Polvo also worked for the Osteomancer with me. Raazdrog, and Leonard had also shown up from when I worked for the Federation. We go to the Osteomancer&#039;s &#039;place,&#039; and here the details are spilled. Swikedom, a kingdom infamous for the divine Blood Law that dictates the social hierarchy has some infernal weapons that need recharging. Odd that magical weapons of that sort don&#039;t regain charges on their own, but whatever. The plan is to intercept this trade route, and take them for ourselves. Normally I would be against this kind of thing, but honestly, if it means taking weapons away from people who will abuse it however, I would like less potential damage to be done. Then were all good to steal these. We get over there by some powerful conjuration magic, and we meetup with the Osteomancer&#039;s contact Eddarux near the walls of Swikedom, and explained that he knew of a secret tunnel to get us into the kingdom. Mezzi offered the idea of us being &#039;slaves&#039; to get us through. I was confused until they revealed themselves to be a blue dragonborn. It seemed odd since the mouth should poke out of the mask, but I will figure it out another time. The plan pretty much goes without a hitch. We find a good choke point where they are supposed to head. I decide to scout ahead to see who were up against. when I quietly get up there. I see a drake, one purple dragonborn, and 4 black dragonborn. I don&#039;t know the significance of the purple, but they stand out and like means they&#039;re the boss of this operation. I have to rush back, if I want my temporary allies to know what&#039;s going on. I get into a relatively easy position to drop onto the group, summon the cannon and wait. I notice there is a spoon in this choke point. Is there something I&#039;m missing about spoons. Are they like the most powerful items this realm will ever see? Whatever, I see the group approaching, and when they get into the middle of this area, Mezzi drops a false fog  onto a few of them. I take advantage of this by firing the cannon into the leader, and dropping a new spell I learned.. The people in the immediate area where I dropped it cover their ears, which means it works as intended. I injured them pretty good, but the black dragonborn react fast, and they split up to target Mezzi and I. The purple one however starts flying in the air about 30ft off of the ground which is just lovely. I can&#039;t tell what happens all that well, but I watch Leonard, and Raazdrog covering their ears which is nice... The drake had rushed up to attack, but couldn&#039;t do both. With that Raazdrog, and his bot flank the drake, and start slashing it apart. Polvo had casted some spell, and nothing seems to happen to me. Mezzi had moved the fake fog onto the. soldier who now can&#039;t see them which is honestly hilarious, but I see one coming after me, so I shift my position away from the soilder, and continue to attack the purple since I&#039;m the only one who can actually attack from range. It&#039;s funny because I watch this purple dragonborn sabotage themselves by making the drake go stupor, but all of my temporary allies resisted whatever the hell was casted. All of the soldiers fall, then the drake, but Mezzi got the coolest kill. I&#039;m pretty sure a &#039;&#039;&#039;Sleep&#039;&#039;&#039; spell was casted because that dragonborn had plummeted, and didn&#039;t wake up. I throw up a &#039;&#039;&#039;Detect Magic&#039;&#039;&#039; to see if these folk had anything else of magic, but no luck. Mezzi however had found a small chest inside. Leonard tries to pick it a few times, but after failing. I get the chance the pick it. I scuff myself a few times, because I&#039;m not using my potential when I have a second arm I eventually get it open, and I&#039;m an idiot. There was a big explosion as this chest had been trapped. I get out of the away, and luckily no one else was around. so only I got injured. Still it hurt really badly, but there is something in here. There are 8 gems of sort. I use I&#039;&#039;&#039;dentify&#039;&#039;&#039; to figure out what these are, and these are the infernal weapons we were looking for.. We make out way back to Swikedom like nothing happened until we got ambushed by a bunch of people in masks. It&#039;s not even worth mentioning how this fight went other than they were a bunch of people who ran after a few deaths. This infuriated Mezzi. Apparently this wasn&#039;t the first encounter. This group did the exact same thing a few weeks ago.. We make our way back from the Osteomancer who let us keep the infernal weapons, and whatever else we got off of them. It was fair to say it was an odd occurrence that the Osteomancer put themselves out like that, but I&#039;m not complaining. However I do not like that this hit and run scheme of attacking.  New goal: The next time we face those mask people, I WILL get one of those masks. Mezzi has warned against taking one, but I wonder what these cult people have for wearing these, other than covering their face.      &amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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		<title>MCAron: Added Avel to interactions (still needs more), added his reaction to the deaths, and the session from 12/6/25</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Added Avel to interactions (still needs more), added his reaction to the deaths, and the session from 12/6/25&lt;/p&gt;
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		<title>MCAron: correcting what Himo knows</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;correcting what Himo knows&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 16:11, 11 December 2025&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Manners ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Manners ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Himo has a nervous tick carried wherever he goes. If you asked, he would say something along the lines of in a deep graveled voice of not being too careful wherever he goes, but refuses to follow up on why. The eyes seem to look for particular things, but never what is around him. Arcane is of great interest for him, but explosives are not that far off the priority. Often times, random junk that no one has used for some time goes missing, but if you saw him with the junk and asked why, the lips tighten hard. He then usually keeps to himself the rest of the day or two unless it&#039;s to discuss plans for missions or logistics. His past is guarded more securely that a vault door with enhanced locks, but the impact of it can easily be seen if he has a PTSD episode. This usually logical, crafty, upbeat personality, snaps faster than a string on a trap, changing him to an aggressive, fearful, volatile person. His hand always seems close to his dagger like he is waiting for a fight to occur. It&#039;s hard to tell if you have earned his trust or whether he sees the alliance as one time. On missions of any kind, Himo will tend to find to get out of sight when possible of his teammates, but is always around when trouble strikes. With the death of two people he worked and interacted with, things changed.  &amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;&quot;I guess I was wrong. Every slight, every lie, every betrayal. I knew it went nowhere, which is why I never did it myself. Trust however, I simply couldn&#039;t rebuild it. It was selfish, and I knew it, but betrayal honestly hit really hard. I especially was sure I couldn&#039;t after Lenore almost influenced my mind. The first person who showed me kindness without ever expecting a repay. Yet why do so many people hate the fact I only see one time alliances? Why does it matter to them if I hold up my end of the deal? What do they really want from me while working on these missions? I have everything to lose in trust with a huge benefit. I&#039;ve gotten something wrong. My logic has a fallacy somewhere. I know that promise to talk about my past is still something Syl can call on at any moment. I will not hide any details, but I also don&#039;t want any sympathy. After all, my actions in part led me to the problem I have now. Trust is a scary concept for me. I have some deeply unsettling information when I went back to the temple with Avel.. What will happen when I finally spill the guts of what truly happened? Will I be killed, exiled, belittled?. I must have a heart somewhere, because &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Glorivesh&lt;/del&gt; told me how surprised she was that I gave a fuck about those who died. I need.... I need someone to talk to. Maybe I&#039;ve held this in too long.. If I want to protect people, I can&#039;t let my distrust. I have to change if I want to be more effective. I don&#039;t mind if people still don&#039;t trust who I was, but I need to do this for myself. I have the intelligence, the dexterity, now with my fake arm, and the grit to push through failure. I&#039;m missing the why. Why am I doing this? People expect me not to care, but I do. Why do I need to rebuild a sense of trust, and what do I am to do here in the Arboretum?&quot;&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Himo has a nervous tick carried wherever he goes. If you asked, he would say something along the lines of in a deep graveled voice of not being too careful wherever he goes, but refuses to follow up on why. The eyes seem to look for particular things, but never what is around him. Arcane is of great interest for him, but explosives are not that far off the priority. Often times, random junk that no one has used for some time goes missing, but if you saw him with the junk and asked why, the lips tighten hard. He then usually keeps to himself the rest of the day or two unless it&#039;s to discuss plans for missions or logistics. His past is guarded more securely that a vault door with enhanced locks, but the impact of it can easily be seen if he has a PTSD episode. This usually logical, crafty, upbeat personality, snaps faster than a string on a trap, changing him to an aggressive, fearful, volatile person. His hand always seems close to his dagger like he is waiting for a fight to occur. It&#039;s hard to tell if you have earned his trust or whether he sees the alliance as one time. On missions of any kind, Himo will tend to find to get out of sight when possible of his teammates, but is always around when trouble strikes. With the death of two people he worked and interacted with, things changed.  &amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;&quot;I guess I was wrong. Every slight, every lie, every betrayal. I knew it went nowhere, which is why I never did it myself. Trust however, I simply couldn&#039;t rebuild it. It was selfish, and I knew it, but betrayal honestly hit really hard. I especially was sure I couldn&#039;t after Lenore almost influenced my mind. The first person who showed me kindness without ever expecting a repay. Yet why do so many people hate the fact I only see one time alliances? Why does it matter to them if I hold up my end of the deal? What do they really want from me while working on these missions? I have everything to lose in trust with a huge benefit. I&#039;ve gotten something wrong. My logic has a fallacy somewhere. I know that promise to talk about my past is still something Syl can call on at any moment. I will not hide any details, but I also don&#039;t want any sympathy. After all, my actions in part led me to the problem I have now. Trust is a scary concept for me. I have some deeply unsettling information when I went back to the temple with Avel.. What will happen when I finally spill the guts of what truly happened? Will I be killed, exiled, belittled?. I must have a heart somewhere, because &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Gloria&lt;/ins&gt; told me how surprised she was that I gave a fuck about those who died. I need.... I need someone to talk to. Maybe I&#039;ve held this in too long.. If I want to protect people, I can&#039;t let my distrust. I have to change if I want to be more effective. I don&#039;t mind if people still don&#039;t trust who I was, but I need to do this for myself. I have the intelligence, the dexterity, now with my fake arm, and the grit to push through failure. I&#039;m missing the why. Why am I doing this? People expect me not to care, but I do. Why do I need to rebuild a sense of trust, and what do I am to do here in the Arboretum?&quot;&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Background ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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		<author><name>MCAron</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://quelmarwiki.com/wiki/index.php?title=Himo_Nilo&amp;diff=43589&amp;oldid=prev</id>
		<title>MCAron: Added his reaction to the deaths. His past is coming &gt;:)</title>
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		<updated>2025-12-11T16:06:36Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Added his reaction to the deaths. His past is coming &amp;gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 16:06, 11 December 2025&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Manners ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Himo has a nervous tick carried wherever he goes. If you asked, he would say something along the lines of in a deep graveled voice of not being too careful wherever he goes, but refuses to follow up on why. The eyes seem to look for particular things, but never what is around him. Arcane is of great interest for him, but explosives are not that far off the priority. Often times, random junk that no one has used for some time goes missing, but if you saw him with the junk and asked why, the lips tighten hard. He then usually keeps to himself the rest of the day or two unless it&#039;s to discuss plans for missions or logistics. His past is guarded more securely that a vault door with enhanced locks, but the impact of it can easily be seen if he has a PTSD episode. This usually logical, crafty, upbeat personality, snaps faster than a string on a trap, changing him to an aggressive, fearful, volatile person. His hand always seems close to his dagger like he is waiting for a fight to occur. It&#039;s hard to tell if you have earned his trust or whether he sees the alliance as one time. On missions of any kind, Himo will tend to find to get out of sight when possible of his teammates, but is always around when trouble strikes.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Himo has a nervous tick carried wherever he goes. If you asked, he would say something along the lines of in a deep graveled voice of not being too careful wherever he goes, but refuses to follow up on why. The eyes seem to look for particular things, but never what is around him. Arcane is of great interest for him, but explosives are not that far off the priority. Often times, random junk that no one has used for some time goes missing, but if you saw him with the junk and asked why, the lips tighten hard. He then usually keeps to himself the rest of the day or two unless it&#039;s to discuss plans for missions or logistics. His past is guarded more securely that a vault door with enhanced locks, but the impact of it can easily be seen if he has a PTSD episode. This usually logical, crafty, upbeat personality, snaps faster than a string on a trap, changing him to an aggressive, fearful, volatile person. His hand always seems close to his dagger like he is waiting for a fight to occur. It&#039;s hard to tell if you have earned his trust or whether he sees the alliance as one time. On missions of any kind, Himo will tend to find to get out of sight when possible of his teammates, but is always around when trouble strikes. &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;With&lt;/ins&gt; &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;the death of two people he worked and interacted with, things changed.  &amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;&quot;I guess I was wrong. Every slight, every lie, every betrayal. I knew it went nowhere, which is why I never did it myself. Trust however, I simply couldn&#039;t rebuild it. It was selfish, and I knew it, but betrayal honestly hit really hard. I especially was sure I couldn&#039;t after Lenore almost influenced my mind. The first person who showed me kindness without ever expecting a repay. Yet why do so many people hate the fact I only see one time alliances? Why does it matter to them if I hold up my end of the deal? What do they really want from me while working on these missions? I have everything to lose in trust with a huge benefit. I&#039;ve gotten something wrong. My logic has a fallacy somewhere. I know that promise to talk about my past is still something Syl can call on at any moment. I will not hide any details, but I also don&#039;t want any sympathy. After all, my actions in part led me to the problem I have now. Trust is a scary concept for me. I have some deeply unsettling information when I went back to the temple with Avel.. What will happen when I finally spill the guts of what truly happened? Will I be killed, exiled, belittled?. I must have a heart somewhere, because Glorivesh told me how surprised she was that I gave a fuck about those who died. I need.... I need someone to talk to. Maybe I&#039;ve held this in too long.. If I want to protect people, I can&#039;t let my distrust. I have to change if I want to be more effective. I don&#039;t mind if people still don&#039;t trust who I was, but I need to do this for myself. I have the intelligence, the dexterity, now with my fake arm, and the grit to push through failure. I&#039;m missing the why. Why am I doing this? People expect me not to care, but I do. Why do I need to rebuild a sense of trust, and what do I am to do here in the Arboretum?&quot;&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Background ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Background ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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		<author><name>MCAron</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://quelmarwiki.com/wiki/index.php?title=Himo_Nilo&amp;diff=43482&amp;oldid=prev</id>
		<title>MCAron: Correcting the last time Himo worked with Ozmir</title>
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		<updated>2025-12-04T01:17:28Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Correcting the last time Himo worked with Ozmir&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 01:17, 4 December 2025&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== Bad Favors and Better Bargains ===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== Bad Favors and Better Bargains ===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;I knew this day was coming soon. There was supposed to be a group heading out soon, but one of them had to drop. My contact called me in and said he was calling in his favor, so I know I get to go work for the Federation.. We meet up with two Thri-kreen that appear to be twins. They aren&#039;t part of the clutch I fought earlier, but their speech was unsettling, as they would talk over one another in perfect sync. All that aside however, we were told that some dust storm had made a return from the initial invasion again. The only thing that seems to know where it is a crow by the name of Moxy. They asked us to take good care of Moxy, which I can do for 3 days’ travel, and to keep this information private. There is a leak somewhere, and no one is supposed to know there is one. Great. Another piece of information kept behind closed doors that will cause more tension.. I swear this is going to be the downfall of this place. Anyways we start following the bird along to get to where we need to. Avel decides to let Moxy onto his shoulders when it needs a rest. On the third day, we find a few birds circling a few areas. Birds often circle points of interest, and then I hear just ever so faintly some rumbling underneath us. With Avel&#039;s help, I am now invisible and decide to scout ahead. I scuff my footing really badly, and I&#039;m pretty sure I caught its attention. Oh I guess I forgot to mention other people here. People I have worked with in the past have made a return except for one person. Draz, Avel, and Leonard made a return from our last time together investigating the mysterious disappearance, and Ozmir is also here from our last time together from &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;that&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Filth&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Jerk&lt;/del&gt;. No&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;,&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;he&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;doesn&lt;/del&gt;&#039;t &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;deserve&lt;/del&gt; an&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt; &lt;/del&gt; honorable title &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;when&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;that&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;demon&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;isn&lt;/del&gt;&#039;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;t&lt;/del&gt;. It was nice having another person who I can communicate without saying a word to in case social interactions fail miserably. The only person I haven&#039;t worked with before is Grymos, a Duergar artificer with his own robot friend like Razzadrog.. I&#039;m not surprised he&#039;s shorter than me, but it&#039;s still a first to work with someone smaller than me. Anyways, the birds scatter off, and all we are left with our own thoughts and this rumbling. We decide to have Grymos&#039; bot go in first, and then the thing went offline apparently. From the previous experience those who were from this were cursed, so Avel helped us get entirely covered up from this sandstorm. Since I am still invisible I decide to scout to figure out what is going on. The slope became EXTREMELY steep, but I managed to ground myself, and avoid tumbling or making huge amounts of noise. The sheer force of this wind is hurting however as I continue to step through, so I would like to get back as soon as possible. I can barely see anything right in front of me, so I am pretty much walking blind. I eventually come upon a rough sculpture of sandstone. tracing my hands along this stone, it is so old, it&#039;s probably been here since Prehistory. I am about to return when I notice my invisibility drops. I guess they got tired of waiting, which is fair enough, because it&#039;s a long way down. We&#039;re talking a quarter mile of walking to get here. I notice however only two other people show up, which is a little worrying, but I’m sure the others are fine. I summon the cannon, and we move up the stairs to whatever this place might be. going up the steps of this structure, some creature is waiting for us, and hell breaks loose. Avel gets injured pretty badly, so he just teleports the same way I saw him do earlier. Grymos just moves in, because he&#039;s not dealing with it which is fine. I do manage to take my dagger and drag it through the wind as my cannon fires into it. It did a good chunk of damage, but it&#039;s still kicking just fine. And then I see it run. I take a quick strike opportunity and look over, to see Leonard is here along with Razzadrog. It does come back down however, and flings me into this place, and the magic here just feels right. I&#039;ll have to figure that out in a second, but there are more pressing matters. My cannon fires the creature and it can&#039;t get into this place, so I&#039;m safe in here. I turn my attention to the two other people in here who are both hobgoblins. Avel asks them what is going on, and they imply that they are the ones causing it. I tried to reason with them that a fight wasn&#039;t necessary, but to no avail.. One of them says in goblin about Bonnet not keeping them at bay, which raises several alarm bells for me. Who is this Bonnet? What is the significance of this room, and what were they trying to cover up in here if anything? the two hobgoblins immediately turn into some demonic vulture. Now an aerial battle is in play here which isn&#039;t too big of a worry for me, but maybe not for others. These jerks are also closing their wounds relatively fast, so a heal off it is. A 5 on 2 however is not going in their favor, so we just need to keep chipping them away. Avel managed with &#039;&#039;&#039;Mirror Image&#039;&#039;&#039; up to not get hit a single time which I thought was honestly really cool. Unfortunately, my cannon got demolished, so I had to create another one to keep up with my help. With everyone piling in together, both of these demon hybrids or whatever they are fall dead. It&#039;s funny because they tried to run, but when you&#039;re surrounded like they were, you are going to get hurt badly.. Oh what is a new voice doing here? You&#039;re irritated about us ruining your plan? You can shove that comment out, because I don&#039;t care. You have been hurting others, and I&#039;m not having it. I question this tall figure a little bit, and they reveal they are Bonnet. Bonnet turns to leave after finishing his monologue, and I attempt one more cannon shot at him, just to rub in my hatred for him. He then calls me by name threatening to kill all of us, but if he&#039;s really going to do that, don&#039;t mention your plans or whatever.. I begin the process of a ritual cast of &#039;&#039;&#039;Detect Magic&#039;&#039;&#039;, while the others start examining this temple. The air creature left seeing it was in danger if it stuck around, which I didn&#039;t care for too much.. When I finish my casting, everything all of a sudden registers as all of the schools this world knows. Leylines are a funny thing, because they make the spells possible. These lines converge at certain points known as Nexuses, and here is where the fabric of reality can much more easily be warped. It hurts to honestly keep it up, so after gathering all I could, I let go of the spell.. The other people started investigating the murals on the monoliths in this room, and they were depicting an ancient lizard race that existed well before any of our time.. There was also some pteran writing scrawled along the base of the altar in here, so I got a copy of it, and have left it alone for now. On each of the four pillars there was a  direction and some symbols depicting various things. The order goes as follows: North: is Mother, South is War, East is Nature, and West is: Logic. Avel and I agreed to come check this place in our free time, so that we could better understand what is going on.. I give all the information I could privately to the twins, and they tell me that the Shend are where the Hobgoblins came from. That is certainly some questions for Rhogar at another time. Now I am really confident we aren&#039;t fighting just one foe, but a few of them. A bigger problem came to mind however. The Altar had the tree the Arboretum is currently, before some blight gets rid of the leaves.. Could they use this to attack us from far away if discovered&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;I knew this day was coming soon. There was supposed to be a group heading out soon, but one of them had to drop. My contact called me in and said he was calling in his favor, so I know I get to go work for the Federation.. We meet up with two Thri-kreen that appear to be twins. They aren&#039;t part of the clutch I fought earlier, but their speech was unsettling, as they would talk over one another in perfect sync. All that aside however, we were told that some dust storm had made a return from the initial invasion again. The only thing that seems to know where it is a crow by the name of Moxy. They asked us to take good care of Moxy, which I can do for 3 days’ travel, and to keep this information private. There is a leak somewhere, and no one is supposed to know there is one. Great. Another piece of information kept behind closed doors that will cause more tension.. I swear this is going to be the downfall of this place. Anyways we start following the bird along to get to where we need to. Avel decides to let Moxy onto his shoulders when it needs a rest. On the third day, we find a few birds circling a few areas. Birds often circle points of interest, and then I hear just ever so faintly some rumbling underneath us. With Avel&#039;s help, I am now invisible and decide to scout ahead. I scuff my footing really badly, and I&#039;m pretty sure I caught its attention. Oh I guess I forgot to mention other people here. People I have worked with in the past have made a return except for one person. Draz, Avel, and Leonard made a return from our last time together investigating the mysterious disappearance, and Ozmir is also here from our last time together from &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;dealing&lt;/ins&gt; &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;with&lt;/ins&gt; &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Shady Shabby&lt;/ins&gt;. No &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;they&lt;/ins&gt; &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;don&lt;/ins&gt;&#039;t &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;derserve&lt;/ins&gt; an honorable title&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/ins&gt; &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;They&lt;/ins&gt; &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;were&lt;/ins&gt; &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;paid&lt;/ins&gt; &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;to kidnap people by the Filth Jerk&lt;/ins&gt;&#039;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;s counterpart&lt;/ins&gt;. It was nice having another person who I can communicate without saying a word to in case social interactions fail miserably. The only person I haven&#039;t worked with before is Grymos, a Duergar artificer with his own robot friend like Razzadrog.. I&#039;m not surprised he&#039;s shorter than me, but it&#039;s still a first to work with someone smaller than me. Anyways, the birds scatter off, and all we are left with our own thoughts and this rumbling. We decide to have Grymos&#039; bot go in first, and then the thing went offline apparently. From the previous experience those who were from this were cursed, so Avel helped us get entirely covered up from this sandstorm. Since I am still invisible I decide to scout to figure out what is going on. The slope became EXTREMELY steep, but I managed to ground myself, and avoid tumbling or making huge amounts of noise. The sheer force of this wind is hurting however as I continue to step through, so I would like to get back as soon as possible. I can barely see anything right in front of me, so I am pretty much walking blind. I eventually come upon a rough sculpture of sandstone. tracing my hands along this stone, it is so old, it&#039;s probably been here since Prehistory. I am about to return when I notice my invisibility drops. I guess they got tired of waiting, which is fair enough, because it&#039;s a long way down. We&#039;re talking a quarter mile of walking to get here. I notice however only two other people show up, which is a little worrying, but I’m sure the others are fine. I summon the cannon, and we move up the stairs to whatever this place might be. going up the steps of this structure, some creature is waiting for us, and hell breaks loose. Avel gets injured pretty badly, so he just teleports the same way I saw him do earlier. Grymos just moves in, because he&#039;s not dealing with it which is fine. I do manage to take my dagger and drag it through the wind as my cannon fires into it. It did a good chunk of damage, but it&#039;s still kicking just fine. And then I see it run. I take a quick strike opportunity and look over, to see Leonard is here along with Razzadrog. It does come back down however, and flings me into this place, and the magic here just feels right. I&#039;ll have to figure that out in a second, but there are more pressing matters. My cannon fires the creature and it can&#039;t get into this place, so I&#039;m safe in here. I turn my attention to the two other people in here who are both hobgoblins. Avel asks them what is going on, and they imply that they are the ones causing it. I tried to reason with them that a fight wasn&#039;t necessary, but to no avail.. One of them says in goblin about Bonnet not keeping them at bay, which raises several alarm bells for me. Who is this Bonnet? What is the significance of this room, and what were they trying to cover up in here if anything? the two hobgoblins immediately turn into some demonic vulture. Now an aerial battle is in play here which isn&#039;t too big of a worry for me, but maybe not for others. These jerks are also closing their wounds relatively fast, so a heal off it is. A 5 on 2 however is not going in their favor, so we just need to keep chipping them away. Avel managed with &#039;&#039;&#039;Mirror Image&#039;&#039;&#039; up to not get hit a single time which I thought was honestly really cool. Unfortunately, my cannon got demolished, so I had to create another one to keep up with my help. With everyone piling in together, both of these demon hybrids or whatever they are fall dead. It&#039;s funny because they tried to run, but when you&#039;re surrounded like they were, you are going to get hurt badly.. Oh what is a new voice doing here? You&#039;re irritated about us ruining your plan? You can shove that comment out, because I don&#039;t care. You have been hurting others, and I&#039;m not having it. I question this tall figure a little bit, and they reveal they are Bonnet. Bonnet turns to leave after finishing his monologue, and I attempt one more cannon shot at him, just to rub in my hatred for him. He then calls me by name threatening to kill all of us, but if he&#039;s really going to do that, don&#039;t mention your plans or whatever.. I begin the process of a ritual cast of &#039;&#039;&#039;Detect Magic&#039;&#039;&#039;, while the others start examining this temple. The air creature left seeing it was in danger if it stuck around, which I didn&#039;t care for too much.. When I finish my casting, everything all of a sudden registers as all of the schools this world knows. Leylines are a funny thing, because they make the spells possible. These lines converge at certain points known as Nexuses, and here is where the fabric of reality can much more easily be warped. It hurts to honestly keep it up, so after gathering all I could, I let go of the spell.. The other people started investigating the murals on the monoliths in this room, and they were depicting an ancient lizard race that existed well before any of our time.. There was also some pteran writing scrawled along the base of the altar in here, so I got a copy of it, and have left it alone for now. On each of the four pillars there was a  direction and some symbols depicting various things. The order goes as follows: North: is Mother, South is War, East is Nature, and West is: Logic. Avel and I agreed to come check this place in our free time, so that we could better understand what is going on.. I give all the information I could privately to the twins, and they tell me that the Shend are where the Hobgoblins came from. That is certainly some questions for Rhogar at another time. Now I am really confident we aren&#039;t fighting just one foe, but a few of them. A bigger problem came to mind however. The Altar had the tree the Arboretum is currently, before some blight gets rid of the leaves.. Could they use this to attack us from far away if discovered&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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		<author><name>MCAron</name></author>
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