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Topic: Support the Inn!
Subject: Support the Inn!
Now that it does seem that the Inn is going to survive, I'm going to toss out a reminder to the old guard, and let the new folks know at the same time - there's a super easy way to help support the Red Dragon Inn.
You see the Amazon ads on the sidebar. If you ever plan to do any shopping at Amazon (not just for an item you might see advertised), please click one of our ads first - or, if you like, you can use (and bookmark) this direct link.
All prices are exactly that same as they would otherwise be. Any discounts that you might get are still valid. The only difference is that Amazon pays a small referral fee on anything that you buy after using one of our ads/links.
It literally costs you nothing - I'm not pushing merchandise, just asking that if you do normal shopping at Amazon, please consider hitting one of our links first.
Thanks!
Posted on 2016-03-23 at 10:30:59.
Edited on 2016-03-23 at 10:57:45 by t_catt11
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Topic: Buried Evil Q&A
Subject: how to provide combat plans?
I've been asked how this works. Ideally, please post your actions to the game thread itself, like so:
Bob the Mighty frowns. Just when he thought they were safe, the pilgrims were attacked... oh no! And now, more fluff here.
Bob grasps the handle of his great axe and rushes to the aid of the pilgrims.
((OOC: Bob will attack the first enemy he comes to, with the intent of keeping himself between the pilgrims and the attackers, if possible. If victorious, he will move the next closest foe, and so on.))
Posted on 2016-03-23 at 10:09:05.
Edited on 2016-03-23 at 11:20:36 by t_catt11
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Topic: Whisking away to Alacrityville
Subject: well, that went poorly...
Idiot, Luksima cursed himself. Allowing such a clumsy creature to catch you so easily!
At this point, there were not many options. Resigned to the fight, the elf chose to stay the course - for now. Still, there was little sense in standing here to take punishment if not necessary, so the elf decided on a slight change in tactics.
((OOC - same combo: light/dodge, save he's hoping to attack, then step back.))
Posted on 2016-03-23 at 09:32:09.
Edited on 2016-03-28 at 00:15:31 by t_catt11
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Topic: Buried Evil Q&A
Subject: cool
Thanks, map updated.
Posted on 2016-03-23 at 09:29:50.
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Topic: Buried Evil Q&A
Subject: so, combat actions?
Hey folks, just a heads up.
I'm attaching a really crude map that roughly approximates the locations of everyone. By my reading, Talca was originally up ahead and froze. Hammerfoot approached the pilgrims, we had some parlay, they continued on to the southeast, Hammerfoot went back to walking northwest (the original direction). Rae offered them some food, Pepper asked about escorting, Irel shouted her offer of escort. The pilgrims, now farther down the road, turned to reply, and were then attacked.
Pilgrims (not to scale) are represented by blue diamonds (more than one pilgrim per diamond). Attackers are red triangles (again, more than one per symbol). Rough position of the party members is indicated with green letters coinciding with character names.
Hammerfoot has some ground to make up before he can mix it up.
Give me your intentions to cover at least a couple of rounds of combat, please.
Posted on 2016-03-23 at 09:11:45.
Edited on 2016-03-23 at 09:12:19 by t_catt11
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: morning post
I'll get my next post - with the new Tac chief - up in the morning. And hopefully, get us moved to the next day soon thereafter.
Posted on 2016-03-23 at 00:02:44.
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Topic: The Evil Best Left Buried
Subject: see to your own hides...
There is some discussion back and forth about where to go next, and whether the pilgrims need an escort to the Lysoran shrine. Irel takes matters into her own hands, literally, calling loudly after the stumbling pilgrims.
"Oi! Do you folks need some to accompany yerselves to the shrine? Is it far?"
The pilgrims pause, and turn to reply. The leader waves back. "The shrine is still some days away, but nonbelievers will not be allowed to visit. Still, thank you for your kindness - the Blue Lady's blessings on you all."
It is then that the giggling starts.
At first, it seems as if the out of place sound comes from one of the pilgrims, but you realize that it is, in fact, from beyond them. Then come the moans - first, the moans of fear from the pilgrims, then the moans of several figures emerging from the dusk.
The pilgrims scream in panic. Their leader cries out. "Lysora save us, they have come!"
At that, a dark shape rushes from among the emerging figures, rushing in among the scattering pilgrims who scream in terror.
Posted on 2016-03-22 at 22:56:19.
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Topic: Yana's Emporium of Stuff and Things
Subject: got the email...
Got the email, and love it!
When I click the link, the site loads, but the image is broken. :/
Posted on 2016-03-22 at 13:04:55.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: man...
That was some fluffy fluff!
Posted on 2016-03-22 at 12:57:11.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: a'ight
Doc is welcomed aboard. Time to go meet the head of shooting things.
Posted on 2016-03-22 at 10:40:20.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: nothing earth shattering...
Stardate 2365.02.07
USS Peregrine, Captain's Quarters - 1910
Lieutenant Tesenblen had left, his excitement fairly palpable. Just for grins, Silas had called up the aconitum lycoctonum - and grimaced when he discovered that yes, it was on the prohibited list for cultivation aboard a starship. Fortunately, it seemed that the truly great risks came from handling (or ingesting) the plant, so he felt reasonably sure that the safety issues could be mitigated, and no one would be the wiser. After all, me mused, it's not too often that the hydroponics inventory gets audited.
Setting that aside, Drake called up the file of Lieutenant Louise Moore, the new Chief Medical Officer. By the looks of it, Doctor Moore had a fair amount of varied experience in Starfleet, and was more than qualified for the job. As he read, the door chime sounded yet again, causing Silas to grit his teeth in annoyance.
Does no one on this blasted ship take their shore leave? he wondered, even as he smoothed his expression and spoke permission to enter. The door slid away to reveal Doctor Moore herself, accompanied by a crewman.
"Hello, Captain. I'm Dr. Louise Moore, a pleasure." she spoke.
Doctor Moore was a decidedly... average woman, appearance wise. Blue eyes, brown hair scattered with white worn in a bun, average height, average build. Still, her eyes glittered with intelligence, and Silas stood, offered his hand for a shake, then gestured to an available chair. "Welcome aboard, doctor," he spoke by way of greeting. "The pleasure is mine."
Indicating the PADD, he spoke. "I was just reviewing your service record; please forgive me, but I had no idea that Starfleet was swapping out half of my department heads in the same day, so I'm a bit behind on the new personnel files. I see that you are well traveled, though I believe that the Peregrine is the smallest detail you'll have been assigned to." He shot her a crooked grin before continuing. "Indeed, I wonder who you managed to annoy to get sent here?"
((OOC: assuming a response, though not necessary.))
"Well then," he paused. "You'll need to check in with Operations to get your quarters assigned... but the new Ops Chief hasn't made it on board yet. I expect that Chief Palmer is who you'll need to see in the meantime. I'm sure that you'll want to get sickbay set up according to your own liking... and you will likely need to spend some time with our Chief Science Officer, Lieutenant Tesenblen. He is starting a new project that I think you should be aware of. If you need anything from me personally, please do not hesitate to ask."
((OOC: any response))
The Captain frowned. "We are set to leave the starbase tomorrow morning on our new mission, so I don't know how long it will be before we have a chance to meet more socially. If possible, I'll try to schedule a meal tomorrow for the various department heads to get to know one another. In the meantime, though, well aboard again, Doctor. I look forward to serving with you."
Posted on 2016-03-22 at 10:39:47.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: good deal
Glad that you liked it! Now, on to the doc...
Posted on 2016-03-22 at 07:59:03.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: one down!
I planned to respond to more than one post at a time, but the Science one got pretty long on its own. I'll have another post up in the morning.
Posted on 2016-03-22 at 00:20:50.
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Topic: Buried Evil Q&A
Subject: well
I mean, you could offer to escort if you want. I'm going to doubt that they will accept the escort, but it's up to you if you offer.
Posted on 2016-03-22 at 00:18:31.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: planting a seed...
Stardate 2365.02.07
USS Peregrine, Captain's Quarters - 1845
Captain Drake sat at the small desk in his quarters, glaring at his PADD, continuing to ignore the half-eaten sandwich that stared reproachfully from the forgotten corner of his desk. If he truly was expected to welcome on three new department heads, it was best that he got to know as much about them as he could; to that end, Silas found himself poring over personnel records. He tried to brush his anger aside and focus on what he could control, doing his best to observe all he could about the new officers - as well as to see what might information might lie between the lines in their files.
The door chimed, causing Drake to frown in annoyance, though he placed the PADD down and bade the visitor to enter.
Silas was more than a bit surprised to see his Chief Science Officer standing there; surely the man was off shift by now. "Good evening, Captain. I apologize if I've disturbed your evening in any way. There's something I wished to discuss with you." Horatio bore a hopeful expression.
In spite of his annoyance, Silas forced himself to smile politely. "Not at all, Lieutenant. Though I am a bit surprised that you aren't enjoying a little leave at the moment."
"Well, as you know," Tesenblen responded, "I take incredible pride in my botanical work. I tediously and meticulously tend to every plant in my care. Would you agree with that?"
What an odd duck, Silas mused. Still, he nodded. "Lieutenant, you have always impressed me as being very thorough in your work, and I can certainly recognize and appreciate your passion for botany. Still, I'm not quite sure that I understand what that has to do with this visit."
An after hours visit to talk to me about how well you water your plants? Silas wondered.
"Thank you," the CSO answered. "It so happens that I've actually managed to cross two species that I'm hopeful the product of which will allow potential testing for elimination of diseases we still struggle with, including more effective treatments for things like cancer..." his voice trailed off. "I digress, allow me to get to the point.
I'm here because I just acquired a new specimen of..." Horatio let his voice trail off in a hesitant and uncertain manner. "Well, it's a new plant that I've never had an opportunity to work with before or study. It's called aconitum lycoctonum, colloquially known as Northern European Wolfsbane."
"Wolfsbane..." Drake answered uncertainly. "I'm no botanist, Lieutenant, but if I recall science from years ago, it seems that this is a rather dangerous species."
"Well, Captain," Tesenblen responded, "I've always been honest and plain with you and you've always done right by me, so I'll be straight with you here. This plant is far more dangerous than anything you've ever seen. The smell of this plant can knock a grown man unconscious if he's exposed to it enough, and with further exposure, it's potentially lethal. With your permission and extreme", heavy emphasis here, "care given, I'd like to grow a specimen and use it in my research. I believe there are potential applications here that can advance modern medicine in ways I can only imagine."
Drake leaned back in his chair and regarded his Chief Science Officer. "So then," he began, "let me get this straight. You're asking me to allow you to cultivate a dangerous, deadly - and, as far as I know, illegal - species in the name of scientific research?"
((OOC: assuming a positive reply))
The Captain let out a sigh, then went silent for a long, awkward moment as he let his gaze unfocus for a time. Finally, he focused again on Tesenblen.
"Innovation often requires thinking outside of the box, pushing boundaries past where we are comfortable. I understand this," he spoke. "However, Mister Tesenblen, you absolutely will not cultivate this Wolfsbane..." with this, he fixed a cold stare on the CSO's eyes, "until you put together a satisfactory plan for handling it safely."
The Captain paused for a moment before he continued. "I want a full plan on education of your staff as to how to safely interact with this plant. I want a workable solution to isolate the cultivation area from the rest of the ship, with security protocols in place to prevent any unknowing person from wandering into an accidental encounter with it. I want safeguards in place to treat this thing like a wild animal - no crew member is to ever be alone, unsupervised, with the plant; if something goes wrong, someone will know about it and be able to help the afflicted individual. I want our new doctor - yes, we are getting a new Chief Medical Officer any time now - fully informed as to what you are doing, and to have medical prepared in the event that emergency treatment is needed for exposure to this species. If you cannot comply with these conditions to my satisfaction, you will bring any samples of this plant back to my quarters, where I will personally oversee their recycling in the replicator. Are we clear?"
((OOC: assuming a positive response))
Drake nodded. "Very well, then. Horatio, I will fully support your research - as long as you can convince me that it can be safely carried out. I will expect your report by sixteen hundred hours tomorrow. Dismissed."
Posted on 2016-03-22 at 00:16:39.
Edited on 2016-03-22 at 07:46:53 by t_catt11
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Topic: Buried Evil Q&A
Subject: sure
Sorry, I misunderstood.
You're in Northern Ertain because your last adventure - clearing a trade route of bandits - placed you not far from here.
Crandel is the nearest population center, and offers possible shelter from the weather, plus a warm meal and cold ale.
Posted on 2016-03-21 at 23:29:52.
Edited on 2016-03-21 at 23:30:13 by t_catt11
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Topic: Buried Evil Q&A
Subject: pilgrimage
Not a terribly uncommon thing - a group of one faith or another wandering across the land to visit some holy place or another.
None of you are Lysoran, so... *knowledge check* nobody has heard of it. It may be a legitimate holy site, it may be some charlatan posing as a priest claiming that it's holy.
If it *is* a holy pilgrimage, they very well may not accept nonbelievers on the journey.
Posted on 2016-03-21 at 23:16:12.
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Topic: Yana's Emporium of Stuff and Things
Subject: awww...
Broken link. 
Posted on 2016-03-21 at 23:10:36.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: heh
We'll make it work.
Sorry for the delay, folks - work had me today. Will post this evening.
Posted on 2016-03-21 at 17:07:45.
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Topic: Buried Evil Q&A
Subject: yep
Works for me. Cost and weight are well within your character's tolerances.
Posted on 2016-03-21 at 16:14:08.
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Topic: Buried Evil Q&A
Subject: there ya go
Post up.
Posted on 2016-03-21 at 11:53:50.
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Topic: The Evil Best Left Buried
Subject: the walking dead...
Hammerfoot approaches the pilgrims, palms open, asking about their health and offering aid. Most of the rest of the party takes up defensive positions, or prepares for a fight, though Vengador the Dawnbringer seems to take it farther than most. His cries of rebuke ring out through the fog, causing moans of fear from the rattily-clothed lot of men on the road. They huddle close, looking fearfully around, but seem to relax a bit when no immediate attack presents itself.
For it is indeed men that they are - dirty from the road, damp from the oppressive drizzle, and half starved by the look of them - but men, nonetheless. They shuffle and stagger along, most leaning on branches and staves.
Their leader, a slightly less gaunt human with a stringy, dirty beard, shakes his head at the offer from the cleric of Kharox. Huge dark rings are under his eyes, as if he has slept little for days. "Nay, short one, we are well enough. We cannot afford to tarry, not with what stalks these roads at night. We seek the blessed shrine of Lysora in the Taverton wood - we dare not stop, lest we never make it."
He fixes a baleful gaze in your direction. "You would do well if you were not on this road come dark. They are coming."
His companions groan in agreement, and the pilgrims shuffle past the khord, bound south and east.
Posted on 2016-03-21 at 11:50:27.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: post coming
Post coming from me soon. I don't know that it will quote move us to morning yet, but I'll get something up.
Lots of people want the Captain's time!
Posted on 2016-03-21 at 11:37:42.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: lol
Yay wine!
Posted on 2016-03-21 at 10:14:46.
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Topic: Buried Evil Q&A
Subject: not it!
This is a lot of "not it". Somebody likely has to bear this burden.
Or not! Up to you guys.
Posted on 2016-03-20 at 13:18:33.
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