Baldur's Gate : The Sword Coast Chronicles : NWN2 Persistent World

Darn, its all connected haha!

*Adds the character name to her post*

Solarina wrote:* BONK ! *

(( The above post colors me H A P P Y ))

Brent Celek: *Casts protection of Haelmar* Trust me this spell saved my butt a handful of times.
Brent Celek: //lol just realized Brent was in prison *facepalm*

*In hilltop ruins*
*After some minutes of Calinde telling the people about the drow in the tunnels beneath*
Centurio: "So... do you know where these drow are?
Calinde: "Underground. now... Do I look like dwarf to you?"
That ranger whose name I forgot: "Well... You are short"
Calinde: "Yes... And you are kind" *rolls her eyes, grumbling*


*Back towards the FAI from minotaur ruins*
Calinde: "Grey-cloak... You do know that I find you annoying?"
Arren: "The Feeling is mutual"

*inside the ruins*
*Calinde whined the entire way towards the ruins in the caves*
Arren: *Annoyed* "Does she ever shut up?"
Araulan: "No" *grins*
Calinde: "No, this one doesn't" *smirks


Talk about Hoihe speaking a lot lol..

Hoihe: Boasts (17 cha)
Calinde: Whines (14 cha)
Vesur: Commands (8 cha ATM, will get 11)
Kwang: Mutters (8 cha)
Nelene: Goads (11 cha)
Clandric: Obsesses (frost) (10 cha)
Riappi: Grumbles/jokes (14 cha)

*bumped for Saidas*

*apparently posted it elsewhere*


*Hoihe boasts about his magical power, casting Mord's to fix Saidas's invisibility problem*
Saidas Ausomething: 9th circle magic! By Tymora's tits! Wait... did I say that out loud?
*Hoihe and Arwyroe burst into a fit of laughter*

*after a meeting about destinations, with an OOC emergency*
Hoihe: i must go back to writing my spellbook *tries to teleport to the transition to Speartop peak*
*is in a party*
*get's 5%'d*
*entire party teleports to a corner of the inn*
Mealir: Grand! *claps*
Hoihe: let me try again... rune's got scratched *teleports away*
Mealir: where are we?

A fire is going on in Ulgoth's beard

John Roland: *looks around and promptly urinates on the fire*

Teris: "You're an elk."
Calinde: "Elf!"
Teris: "Elk."
Calinde: "Elf!"
Teris: "Elk.
Averëon: "Elk are a type of large deer!" *Sighs frustrated*
Calinde: *shifts into an elk*
Averëon: "That!.. is an elk"
Teris: "Ahh deer!"
Calinde: *grumbles*
Averëon: *shakes her head grumbling*

//Using both 1 Ki and 1 Hero point//
[16:36:54] Hoihe Dacino: *Desake Dacino feels a moment of gratness as he focuses his kee into his remaining leg... suddenly he jumps up and tries to grab the Chandelair to escape the fight*
[16:37:47] Hoihe Dacino: *grips on the chandelair tightly*
**The quite possibly insane, profanity-screaming tiefling continues floating there, pointing his weapon at the officially #2 guards. "I told them! I don't like stringbeans! I don't like them!" He suddenly shoves his weapon down into the cauldron, muffling about for a second before coming back up with a different gun-device. "EAT YOUR VEGGIES!" he shouts with blood-curdling rage, shooting his heal-gun at the strange man on the chandelier. "I say."




What it looks like more or less.

Brent: You find Lord Jan yet?
O'Grog: No
Brent: Probably hiding from ya!
O'Grog: Yes I have magic spoon!
Brent: ....
O'Grog: Spoon makes everything taste good! Including Uman Lord!
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Brent: So I hear you have some soap for sale
O'Grog: Yes.
Brent: I'll give ya 15 coppers.
O'Grog: No it rare gem! ne'er seen it before! it sell for 10000 copper!
Brent: Right....

Andreava Windsong: "You sir, are a turd. Won't you mind crawling back up the hole you came from, now?"

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Cleric unsummons the bear
Cleric: // You can pretend the bear ran off
Liver: *the massive half-orc looks at the man in front of him with his mouth open in awe and says in a voice that resembles a four year old boy completely mesmerized* oooooooo....da magic bear....
Cleric: // or that
The next several gaming sessions Liver takes it on himself to try and track down the "magical bear" so he can ride it

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Liver: BAAAAAAH! Liver eat! Liver BASH! LIVER SMASH!!! LIVER GOOD BASH SMASH...BASH...smash...uhhhh....what Liver say? *sees a flaming fist* YOU! HEY! YOU BIG METAL DUM-DUM! LIVER HUNGRY! GET LIVER MORE FOOOOOOOD *rips into the bloody raw wolf leg chewing fur covered skin, roars spitteling on the people in front of him*
The crowd grows increasingly annoyed at Livers rantings.
Mage quietly casts fox's cunning and owl's wisdom on Liver
Liver: ....oh my! By golly i am simply MORTIFIED! Simply mortified! My dear sir, I am just appealed at my behavior and offer the most -Ugh! What have I been eating!? This is extremely embarrass. My good people *continues talking like Wadsworth to the masses around the campfire*

Spells wear off
everyone in OOC: /// Ohhhh nooooooo!

DrowChyld wrote:Andreava Windsong: "You sir, are a turd. Won't you mind crawling back up the hole you came from, now?"

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Cleric unsummons the bear
Cleric: // You can pretend the bear ran off
Liver: *the massive half-orc looks at the man in front of him with his mouth open in awe and says in a voice that resembles a four year old boy completely mesmerized* oooooooo....da magic bear....
Cleric: // or that
The next several gaming sessions Liver takes it on himself to try and track down the "magical bear" so he can ride it

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Liver: BAAAAAAH! Liver eat! Liver BASH! LIVER SMASH!!! LIVER GOOD BASH SMASH...BASH...smash...uhhhh....what Liver say? *sees a flaming fist* YOU! HEY! YOU BIG METAL DUM-DUM! LIVER HUNGRY! GET LIVER MORE FOOOOOOOD *rips into the bloody raw wolf leg chewing fur covered skin, roars spitteling on the people in front of him*
The crowd grows increasingly annoyed at Livers rantings.
Mage quietly casts fox's cunning and owl's wisdom on Liver
Liver: ....oh my! By golly i am simply MORTIFIED! Simply mortified! My dear sir, I am just appealed at my behavior and offer the most -Ugh! What have I been eating!? This is extremely embarrass. My good people *continues talking like Wadsworth to the masses around the campfire*

Spells wear off
everyone in OOC: /// Ohhhh nooooooo!

*dies laughing* Ohh this makes me regret that my character doesn't keep company with orcs.. *sighs* but what's an elf to do.

Dreme wrote:

DrowChyld wrote:Andreava Windsong: "You sir, are a turd. Won't you mind crawling back up the hole you came from, now?"

*********************************************
Cleric unsummons the bear
Cleric: // You can pretend the bear ran off
Liver: *the massive half-orc looks at the man in front of him with his mouth open in awe and says in a voice that resembles a four year old boy completely mesmerized* oooooooo....da magic bear....
Cleric: // or that
The next several gaming sessions Liver takes it on himself to try and track down the "magical bear" so he can ride it

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Liver: BAAAAAAH! Liver eat! Liver BASH! LIVER SMASH!!! LIVER GOOD BASH SMASH...BASH...smash...uhhhh....what Liver say? *sees a flaming fist* YOU! HEY! YOU BIG METAL DUM-DUM! LIVER HUNGRY! GET LIVER MORE FOOOOOOOD *rips into the bloody raw wolf leg chewing fur covered skin, roars spitteling on the people in front of him*
The crowd grows increasingly annoyed at Livers rantings.
Mage quietly casts fox's cunning and owl's wisdom on Liver
Liver: ....oh my! By golly i am simply MORTIFIED! Simply mortified! My dear sir, I am just appealed at my behavior and offer the most -Ugh! What have I been eating!? This is extremely embarrass. My good people *continues talking like Wadsworth to the masses around the campfire*

Spells wear off
everyone in OOC: /// Ohhhh nooooooo!

*dies laughing* Ohh this makes me regret that my character doesn't keep company with orcs.. *sighs* but what's an elf to do.

Hmm...


During the RPs I do with myself:

Hoihe: *examines the Talisman of Pure good, then his amulet of No-detection*
Wisdom 8, charisma 17(19)
Hoihe: Hmpf! After I put the talisman on then I will be scryable but.. who cares?! I can destroy all the evil that comes after me for the good always prevails! *puts the talisman on, taking the amulet off*
Wisdom 8(10), Cha 17 (19) Hoihe: Wait! This isn't a good idea! What happens if say.... I get swarmed? Or Valge gets tracked down! Oh gods! *quickly takes the talisman on and puts the amulet back*
Wisdom 8, Cha 17(19): Bah! If she gets tracked down I will be a hero when I save her! The Cult of the Dragon, Cult of Tiamat and Ashalon are no match for a true Ornternesj like me! *puts the talisman on, amulet off*
Wisdom 10, cha 17(19): But... I am still needed to earn the name Ornternesj... I still have 4 scales left *removes the talisman and puts the amulet on*
Wisdom 8, Cha 17(19): Bah! It'd maybe even make my job easier! If I can be scried then maybe they will send a blue or white dragon after me in their hopes to kill me! *takes the amulet off and puts the talisman on*
Wisdom 10, cha 17(19): What if... they send Raugarathis or a great wyrm of blue or white here? I may be massively powerful but those are out-matching me! My Dragon Breath still needs to improve! *changes amulets*