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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising
Subject: Tree-huggers, God-fiddlers, and Halflings
Ellen had found the past year, travelling with Alanelia and the Crimson Blades, difficult. It was not the fighting or the hurtling headlong into danger that perturbed her. She was used to that. It was the fact that her companions were quite mad.
‘What was I thinking?’ Ellen held the bridge of her nose, and shook her head from side to side. ‘Tree-huggers, God-fiddlers and halflings. I could have just left and been free of these berks.’
Alcorel had wandered up and had taken away most of Ellen’s fatigue and the physical pain from her many wounds with just a wordless tap of a stick. He didn’t even ask for payment; not even a fumble behind a bush or a quick tug from her hand.
And now, Guh-Amriel was yammering incessantly at her in Elvish. During the months she had spent together, the other woman had yet to realise that Ellen barely understood a word she was saying. The accent and rapidity of her speech were almost impenetrable. Ellen had currently decided that her fellow half-elf had decided to copulate with a pig before heading out. It seemed the sort of thing the barely-civilized barbarian would get up to.
“Yeah whatever, just try to be quick will you,” Ellen replied, trying to cleanse the image from her mind.
Posted on 2013-06-14 at 11:42:04.
Edited on 2013-06-14 at 11:42:24 by Ginafae
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: One more
I'd like another zap for Ellen. She's at 20/29 so another 2-9 hp could be handy.
Posted on 2013-06-14 at 07:32:23.
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: Healing
I would prefer it if we can be healed closer to full hp. Without that, any encounters during the next 3-4 days will be difficult.
I would say this in character, but Ellen wouldn't know enough about magic to know that the healing stick (wand of clw) has charges that can be expended when needed.
PS. Good job on purchasing the healing stick when creating your character, Jozan! 
Posted on 2013-06-13 at 17:58:06.
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising
Subject: Kissing succubi
Ellen stared at the delicate hand upon the letter – obviously from some well-lettered scribe – long after she had read and digested its contents. ‘Had she meant us to go to Lave?’ ‘Were we working for Vesh all this time?’ She had no answers. She knew that there were no answers. But, still Ellen stared at the thin piece of parchment, unable to look away. Tears pooled involuntarily at her eyes, until one plopped onto the page, smearing some of the ink.
“Oh,” Ellen mouthed simply. She hurriedly brushed away the still-unformed tears, and looked over her shoulder, hoping that no one had seen her moment of weakness. No one had, except Tasso it seemed. The halfling stared at her, a grin plastered over his boyish face.
“Go kiss a succubus,” she cursed back. Ellen liked to curse.
“Look, we’ve got to decide what we want to do,” Ellen added in a loud voice, not just at the halfling, but to all those that had once formed the Crimson Blades. The half-elven woman slowly rose to her feet. “We can either become spivs – each go on our separate way. Or we can follow this,” Ellen added waving the now tear-stained letter. “It’s a letter from the Home Commander of Vesh, he wanted us to go to Lave for some urgent task. I don’t care what it is. But maybe it’s because of this that we were attacked last night. Maybe by doing this we can find out who took Nel, and then make them bleed and make them hurt.”
“Anyway it’s what I intend to do,” Ellen concluded. “And you berks can come along too if you like. Either way, you shouldn’t stay here. Whatever it was that came for us last night, could come back.”
Posted on 2013-06-13 at 10:28:21.
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: Well...
I was going to do some more stuff this week with Ellen, but I was hoping Jozan's character would be up and about. :-/
Posted on 2013-06-12 at 14:04:51.
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: ...
Ellen will be keeping the map, ink, wax and stamp set (with the crimson blades insignia, and the letter.
She'll also take the charcoal.
I'm happy for our new pack mule ... umm, I mean barbarian, to carry the rest.
Posted on 2013-06-11 at 06:46:32.
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: ...
I vote for testing the potions on the barbarian...  
Posted on 2013-06-10 at 20:04:55.
Edited on 2013-06-10 at 20:05:16 by Ginafae
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: Vials of Liquid
Does any of the liquid in any of the vials that Ellen found (in Nel's pack) look similar to the healing potion Ellen is already carrying?
Posted on 2013-06-10 at 19:59:51.
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: Nice
That was a lovely intro post Grugg.
I'll post some more from Ellen in a few days time (relating to the letter etc.). I thought I'd give everyone a chance to do their thing in the intro. post first.
Posted on 2013-06-10 at 19:57:44.
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: Yep
Tek, I think you ought to give it a go. The liquids (I would guess) are magic potions. But they might not be.
Hammer, the one person Ellen wouldn't trust with a delicate vial of liquid is Guh-Amriel.
She can, however, agree to be the party pack mule and carry everyone's equipment. It would amuse Ellen immensely. 
PS. I did want the dice Grugg, but I'm happy for your character to have them.
Posted on 2013-06-10 at 16:54:26.
Edited on 2013-06-10 at 17:06:54 by Ginafae
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: Regarding the letter
Kaelyn, would Ellen know anything of Kelemis Durn or Trophion? I'm assuming no because she's Calastian, but I thought I'd ask.
Posted on 2013-06-10 at 15:01:18.
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: What Ellen found
Here's a list of stuff that Ellen found in Nel's pack:
A coin purse with 50 silver drakes, and 50 gold dominions
A small purse containing three small pearls.
A small leather covering within is a copy of the map I uploaded to the Q/a with more detailed notations of places around the area
4 vials of unknown liquid
4 days rations
1 waterskin
1 bar of soap
1 ink, wax and stamp set bearing the crimson blade insignia
3 sheets of parchment in a scroll case (blank)
2 small pieces of charcoal
2 small pieces of chalk
flint and tinder
2 candles
thieves tools
a bag of polished stones (not valuable more like natural marbles)
A pair of bone dice
Ellen will share its contents with everyone but will be keeping the map, ink, wax and stamp set (with the crimson blades insignia, the dice, soap, marbles and charcoal. If no one wants anything Ellen will bring it with her.
The money will be split, and the pearls are something Ellen will keep hold of until we come across somewhere where they can be sold (this is unless anyone needs them for a spell component).
Can anyone identify the unknown liquids?
Posted on 2013-06-10 at 14:56:14.
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising
Subject: Time to say goodbye
Her eye stung. It felt heavy and swollen and when she forced it open the world was coloured in a deep red haze.
‘Was it always that colour?’ her addled mind wondered, her gaze fixing upon the crimson sky hanging heavily above her. The occasional cart creaked along the darkening, cobbled road below; men and women shouted, belched, argued – but none looked her way.
A sudden flash of pain made her wince, and she swivelled her one functional eye towards its source. It was a large, ugly, black-feathered crow burying its beak busily into the broken flesh of her right arm. She tried to shoo it away, but she could not. Her arms were impaled to a large timber frame, and the useless, flapping motion of her limbs as she tried to move them only caused her scabbed wrists to ooze dark, viscous blood.
“Caw!” the crow bellowed appreciatively moments later; its beak a sparkling red. The others soon answered. First one, and then another, and then hundred more. Her sight was masked by a veil of feathers and pecking, probing beaks whispering the sweet promise of death.
A death she deserved.
But then the flock dispersed – frightened away, caw-ing angrily at being chased from their feast. It was a woman, an elf, so similar to another that she had known.
“Kill me,” she pleaded, her voice croaking horribly in the evening air.
“Kill you?,” the voice replied with the mirth of a debutante spurning an uncomely suitor. “My dear, why ever would I do that?”
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The world was quiet. There were no birds desperately tweeting their undying love into the air, or morning breeze rustling through early summer leaves. Ellen’s eyes flickered open and stared silently at a red, red sky, bleeding in the dawn.
From within her mind, a voice whispered, ‘Like a red morn that ever yet betokened / Sorrow to the shepherds, woe unto the birds …’
There was more to it. Some song that Alanelia had sung. Something about sailors? Pestilence? She could not remember. But she knew her body ached. That she had been in a fight. That something had happened.
“Ow,” Ellen mouthed. Gloved fingers began to probe a web of bruises and deeper cuts that had fallen upon her form. Her purpely-blue hair was matted with blood, the features of her face – large azure eyes and high cheekbones tapering to full lips and a narrow chin – were caked with dirt and off-set by a bruised and split lower lip. The black silks, leather breeches and vest that she wore were littered with tiny incisions and slowly clotting pools of blood. And several of her buttons now hung by a thread, exposing the top of her pale breasts.
“Fuck,” Ellen whispered poetically.
“Caw?”
A leather boot shot out swift enough to give the crow a grazing blow. Ellen hated crows. She was also tired of playing the victim. She rose unsteadily to her knees and then her feet, and noticed, for the first time, that her swords lay unsheathed by her side, not a speck of blood, or the slightest notch upon them.
‘Did I miss every time?’
She carefully tested the weight. They were definitely her swords. The pattern-welded and light Damascus steel had been especially forged for her by Alanelia. But there was no sign that they had ever been used in a fight the previous night.
‘Shadows’ she remembered, ‘it was like a nightmare. They had come in silence, without warning. Ellen barely had time to set herself when the shadowy shapes appeared among them. Each flashing attack passed harmlessly through their vague, indistinct forms, while their fingers reached through armour and burned cold like shards of jagged ice. Ellen thought they were going to die, and then…
“Oh…”
A wolf-like howl tore through the clearing, and, in its centre, knelt Alanelia, encased perfectly in stone. She was beautiful, and, for Ellen, more beautiful still now she was trapped in that moment of endless death. She wished she could mourn. That she knew the words to a prayer or had the heart to say something profound. But all she felt was a numbing coldness.
“We will revenge,” she whispered.
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It did not make sense. Or, at least, no sense that Ellen could fathom, as she knelt in the dirt. There was no sign that there had ever been a fight, other than their own injuries, Alanelia’s petrified form, and several silvery scorch marks upon the earth. It was almost as if the shadows had been embedded in the earth by moonbeams falling from the heavens. But who would believe such a story? She had never heard of such magic before, and would not have believed it herself if she had not recalled Alanelia’s desperate last gestures, the moonlight, the final anguished wail.
Nel’s pack slipped open easily enough. It contained nothing she did not expect; travelling gear, a small amount of money, a map, a permit authorizing the Crimson Blades to operate with Vesh. But, in a separate small, compartment, Ellen found a letter.
‘My friends:
Please forgive the suddenness of this message. It is imperative that I speak with you; I have heard of your exploits from a variety of sources, including some of my own vigilants.
A situation has arisen that demands action, but I fear that my vigilants are hampered – quite frankly, they are too well known. We need someone of strength and dedication who is willing to undertake a task of no little danger. Rest assured, I would not seek to use outsiders unless it were absolutely necessary and the task of the utmost importance.
I would ask that you come as quickly as you might to the Hall of Command in the Veshian capital of Lave. Present yourself to the Major-domo there, a man named Trophion. Time is of the essence.
I thank you.
With kind regards,
Kelemis Durn,
Home Commander of Vesh
“Fuck,” Ellen mouthed. Not for the first time that day.
Posted on 2013-06-10 at 14:45:41.
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Topic: Nomachron: recruitment
Subject: Yep
Looking forward to the start of the fun too!
Posted on 2013-06-08 at 21:07:25.
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Topic: Nomachron: recruitment
Subject: Almost right
The dusty rose ioun stone adds an 'insight' bonus, not luck. Meh.
Posted on 2013-06-07 at 23:38:45.
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Topic: Nomachron: recruitment
Subject: And...
There's also a 'luck' bonus to AC you can get via one of the ioun stones (I think). I may be wrong on that though.
Posted on 2013-06-07 at 23:36:24.
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Topic: Nomachron: recruitment
Subject: Well...
There actually is stuff specifically written about that. I don't have copies of the 3.5 PHB or DMG to hand, but you can find the relevant section on d20srd here:
http://www.d20srd.org/srd/theBasics.htm
Just to be clear, it's because the Bracers provide an 'armour' bonus as opposed to 'deflection', 'luck', 'shield' etc. (that's also why it's relatively cheap).
Posted on 2013-06-07 at 23:30:26.
Edited on 2013-06-07 at 23:31:48 by Ginafae
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Topic: Nomachron: recruitment
Subject: Tek
I noticed you have given your character Bracers of Armour and Hide Armour. The two armour bonuses won't stack. I thought I'd point it out in case you want to change it.
Posted on 2013-06-07 at 16:36:06.
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Topic: Nomachron: recruitment
Subject: Bah
Forgot a couple of bits and pieces myself. So use the updated character sheet please.
Posted on 2013-06-06 at 20:54:37.
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Topic: Nomachron: recruitment
Subject: Ta
Cool. Glad you liked it.
PS. You forgot to add her appearance. 
PPS. Have you noticed that 3/4ths of the party are half-elves?
Posted on 2013-06-06 at 20:29:55.
Edited on 2013-06-06 at 20:34:32 by Ginafae
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Topic: Nomachron: recruitment
Subject: Not necessarily
Takley, don't feel pressed into going for a fighter-type if you don't want to. My character will have some fighter and Hammer is going for a barbarian.
Posted on 2013-06-05 at 21:36:53.
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Topic: Nomachron: recruitment
Subject: Bah, ToB is crap...
Ok, just had a look at Swordsage in detail and it can't work unless you play tabletop with battlemaps (the maneuvers are stupidly complicated).
I'm going to consign ToB to my cold, inhospitable attic and go for a multi-class Fighter/Ninja combo.
Posted on 2013-06-05 at 20:44:24.
Edited on 2013-06-05 at 20:44:33 by Ginafae
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Topic: Nomachron: recruitment
Subject: So...
So we could buy some cheap magic as well then?
Posted on 2013-06-05 at 19:50:34.
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Topic: Nomachron: recruitment
Subject: Tomorrow for me
I should have my character done by tomorrow. I've decided to go for Swordsage, but I still need to sort out the equipment.
PS. Are we allowed to buy masterwork equipment?
Posted on 2013-06-05 at 19:45:33.
Edited on 2013-06-05 at 19:48:08 by Ginafae
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Topic: Nomachron: recruitment
Subject: Hmm...
Maybe it'll work in reverse?
Kaelyn, these are not the droids you're looking for!
Oh wait, that's not right...
Posted on 2013-06-05 at 14:14:15.
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