Ec Session 4 1

Morning, Boltember 2 Boltday.
Pak 's birthday is coming up! :3
You wake to the gentle rocking motion of the boat, as it…
Waitaminute. The rivers of Refuge are usually calm. Out at sea, the boat might rock this much, but weren't you staying on the rivers?
[OOC] ORN: this unit would have no bloody clue about that!
Hector is still asleep.
Cassandra_Lionheart wakes up, with a pulsing headache, and looks to see ORN is standing guard at thier door
Cassandra Lionheart: "Ugh…I'm not touching another ale for a while…Morning, brother."
Felicia notices this fairly quickly upon waking. She gathers her clothes and dresses before heading up to the deck.
[OOC] ORN: er, yeah. standing guard. I mean its not like This Unit couldn't get through that tiny cabin door. This Unit is valiant and stuff!
Felicia sees no one else on deck. The boat is at the Refuge City docks, though.
ORN: "Morning ^^:"
Hector snores so loud he wakes himself up and immediately sits up "Huh, w-w-hat? Ah, my head!" He falls backwards at the head rush.
Cassandra_Lionheart gets up, and walks to the bathroom and gets dressed "Um, thanks for yesterday, ORN." *comes back out and sighs* "I think she was just way out of line."
Hector drapes his arm over his face. "Ugh, if this is what the rest of the day's gonna be like, I should probably just stay in bed."
Felicia eventually finds the source of the rocking. Trombe, on the pier the boat is attached to, has its beak on the prow, gently pushing down then letting the ship come back up.
Felicia: "…"
ORN: "?"
[OOC] Sakha: He's rocking us in our cradle?
Trombe: "Anticipating awakening of others. Message was left for you."
Cassandra Lionheart: "My." *says it in disgust* "Mother."
TrombeInVieraVoice: "Good morning, sleepyheads. Meet us at the castle when you're ready."
[OOC] WC GM: You could say that.
Pak is snoring sleepily
ORN shakes head
Felicia sighs, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
Hector: "Then again…" *he rolls sideways and sits up* "I don't want to risk a humiliating awakening by Pak or something." *rubs his eyes* "After the hell yesterday was…man, I'd just like a day off."
ORN: "Your previous mother was fired. Hiring or adopting a new one is a simple matter. This Unit will aid in this quest."
ORN: "… granted, This Unit was conviniently omitting to mention the paperwork involved….."
Sakha is already up and out of the bed she shared with Pak, as well as dressed. She shake Pak's shoulder. "Wake up!"
Cassandra_Lionheart walks to ORN and giggles "It is not as easy as that ORN. Besides, I can take care of myself. With you at my side of course."
ORN nods
Pak mmphs?
Hector gets dressed and grabs his jacket from the chair, slipping it on. "…are boats on a river supposed to jiggle this much?"
Pak streeetches~
Cassandra_Lionheart pats ORN on his shoulder "Lets go top side and see why we were rocking like that."
Pak: "K~"
Hector leaves his room and heads topside, scratching the back of his head. "I swear I haven't had anything to drink in a few days, too."
Pak gets dressed quickly and follows after Sakha.
Ahiru siata in her room, staring at the door wondering if she should leave as Ahiru or King
Felicia wobbles sleepily on the deck, waiting for the others.
ORN looks around the deck
Cassandra_Lionheart appears topside, and waves to Felicia "Hello."
Hector: "Huh, so that's what it was." *referring to the sight of Trombe*
Cassandra_Lionheart sees Trombe and smiles "Good morning Trombe. Was that you?"
Felicia: "Quite."
Trombe: "Affirmative." It continues to rock the boat, waiting for everyone.
Pak heads up to deck. "We're goin' to the castle?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Ah. Trombe not only makes a great transport, but is a great alarm clock. What can't it do, other than fight?"
ORN: "… That would be a pretty big one…"
ORN: "This Unit will hold true to its promise and find a method of Arming the Trombe Unit eventually."
Trombe: "Function acquired."
Trombe: "Suitable demonstration target lacking."
ORN: "System details?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "The castle?" *she pouts* "Why? That…woman is going to be there! After what she said last night to me, I don't want to even lock eyes with her."
ORN nods. Castle suitable?
Trombe: "Long-range weaponry primarily suited to anti-fortification tactics."
Pak: "A ballista?"
ORN sparkles at pak's suggestion
Hector: "well, it's a start."
Trombe: "Reliance on present company for smaller targets, especially in numbers."
Cassandra Lionheart: "No..we need to go there, not destroy it! I don't want to be on a wanted list again!"
Trombe: "Processing suggestion…"
Hector thinks, "Why does the topic of conversation always go out the window when Cassie's around?"
Ahiru decides to leave as just Ahiru and comes up on deck.
Trombe's chest opens up, revealing a hollow inside. "Enter."
ORN: "Those posters allowed many to find and aid did they not?"
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at Hector and blinks "What is that supposed to mean?"
ORN leaps in and looks around
[OOC] Hector: I didn't say it out loud. I said it IN MY HEAD.
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: okay, I read it wrong!
Pak heads inside.
Cassandra_Lionheart follows the others, staying close to ORN thought.
Sakha eyes the space skeptically
Hector looks inside. "Huh. If we're going to ride inside of Trombe on a frequent basis, I suppose we'll have to furnish it first."
Ahiru sees Trombe, pats his side and heads in.
ORN nods at hector
The space is dark inside, but seems roughly cylindrical, deeper than it is wide or tall.
Trombe: "Space not suited for riding. Following prior suggestion."
Felicia isnt jumping at the chance to go inside… but follows after the others with some consideration.
ORN nods and exits the barrel
Hector: "Hm. Well, if you say so." *climbs in*
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh. It is his weapon!"
There is a pulse of acceleration - and then you are flying through the air, save for ORN.
ORN watches and nods
Cassandra Lionheart: "OR NOT!"
Felicia: "…"
Trombe: "Reccomend catching up to travellers."
ORN nods
Pak: "…What just happened?"
Pak looks down.
ORN: "This Unit will accompany Trombe Unit."
Cassandra Lionheart: "He shot us!"
Pak: "Huh?"
Pak doesn't quite know what's going on. x.x
You land, on your feet, on the ramparts of the castle.
Pak: "…"
Ahiru blinks and changes into a duck so she can control her flightpath better
Trombe heads through town as best it can.
Pak: "…W…what?!"
Pak is okay?!
Pak: "…"
Pak: "That was actually pretty cool."
Cassandra_Lionheart blinks and sighs "Why didn't he warn us!?!?"
Pak: "But how'd we not die?"
Ahiru Quacks, an turns human again
Cassandra Lionheart: "Some sort of protect spell?"
Felicia shakes herself.
[OOC] Ahiru: Don't got that yet :P
VieraCaptain: "Accurate…hah…trajectory…huff…I think…"
The Viera emerges from a nearby doorway, out of breath.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh, hello. Are you all right?"
VieraCaptain: "Do you know…how many…STAIRS…you have here?!?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "One too many for your liking?"
Hector: "That was fairly entertaining."
Sakha did not get lauched "Can you take me the PROPER way?"
Felicia: "That was unexpected."
VieraCaptain: "Never…huuh…climbed this high…hah…in my life."
Trombe is escorting ORN and Sakha along the ground.
Cassandra_Lionheart laughs at the captain "You just need to build some stamina!"
The captain glares, though with an amused smile on her face, at Cassandra.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Don't worry about it. What brings you up here?"
VieraCaptain: "Your entrance, of course."
Pak: "…Oh, yeah."
Pak: "We're high up!"
Pak looks over the edge of the castle.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh. Yeah, Trombe shot us here!"
VieraCaptain: "I…noticed."
Pak can see clear to the edge of town. He can even see Trombe, ORN, and Sakha arriving at the castle gates.
ORN: "Would rocks also land as softly as the fired group over there?"
VieraCaptain: "Rocks don't have legs. I've seen accurate shooting before; Trombe planned for you to arrive safe."
Cassandra Lionheart: "So, is she here also? Or did my mom crawl under the nearest rock to sleep?"
Hector: "We should probably install some kind of…automatic…upward-and-downward-moving thing in the castle."
Pak: "Autoupdowner?"
ORN glares at Hector
Hector: "You know, because even though stairs are good for your legs, it makes you tired."
ORN: "That is NOT how This Unit intends to spend its retirement"
VieraCaptain: "Who? Oh, you mean that one who left for Forestburg?"
Cassandra_Lionheart nods "Good. I won't need to see her then."
By now you notice that Trombe has…climbed up the wall? With ORN and Sakha on its back.
ORN: "Ah yes… she intended to desecrate the remains of hangar 7 in search of Creator Lionheart and his wife.."
Trombe used the lower towers as platforms to jump from.
Cassandra_Lionheart looks away "Maybe she'll fall in a pit or something."
[OOC] WC GM: Retconning ORN into the convo. :P
VieraCaptain: "Anyway, the papers are in King's office, when you're ready."
Sakha gets off shakily and wondering if being sent flying would have been better than that rough ride…
[OOC] ORN: eep, my bad, was gonna jump when I saw hector's comment ^^:;;
Hector: "More like a platform, Orn. A platform that goes up and down."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah, lets go."
Hector: "Hell, I'm no scientiest. I couldn't actually make the thing. Maybe we should go ask a skinny guy in a lab coat with giant glasses to make one."
[OOC] Hector: Suikoden reference! *flicks WC* Suikoden reference!
ORN: "… a leaping platform could be possible to create…"
ORN: "… This Unit simply doesn't know how."
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at ORN and smiles
The Viera leads the way into the castle. Trombe remains outside, unable to fit through the door.
Hector whistles the song he made up that he named after Trombe.
Cassandra_Lionheart follows the Viera and just thinks
Ahiru marches along behind.
Pak heads in
Before long, you arrive in what is possibly the most decorated room you have ever seen. The walls are sculptures. The ceiling is a painting. The floor is a magic diagram that Cassandra, Sakha, and Felicia recognize as a still functioning protective ward - King would have been invincible had you fought here, but then, so would you.
[OOC] WC GM: Field effect: Shield(U).
[OOC] ORN: man that would've been a hilarious fight
Cassandra_Lionheart gawks at the ward "So, did you use this while we were out?"
Felicia blinks.
Pak oooohs.
[OOC] ORN: would've had to hit reset since we couldn't run… but still
[OOC] WC GM: Not really. It would've gotten boring quick.
VieraCaptain: "You mean the floor? I gather it was put in more to protect the contents of the room than anyone in it."
Pak: "huh?"
Pak blinks. "What's in this room?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "I see. I must have been wrong in assuming then."
VieraCaptain: "I'm told it was installed…60 years ago? 70? Something like that."
Pak: …?
Cassandra Lionheart: "Wow. Nice."
Pak's eyes answer his question before long. Documents, papers, royal seals - the records of the kingdom.
ORN: "What, these sculptures?"
Hector: "So…the king was that old?"
ORN looks around
Hector: "Or was he just a descendant?"
Pak: "It's all records!"
Pak: "O_O"
VieraCaptain: "No, his grandfather had this room built."
Pak points Sakha at the records! "Look! History!"
Hector: "Ah, I see."
The sculptures turn out to be fancy filing cabinets. It is a bit hard to understand the filing system, though.
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at everything and holds her head "I had too much last night."
[OOC] WC GM: Inquiry check at a penalty if you're looking for something specific.
Felicia looks around with mild interest.
Pak has no inquiry. D:
Sakha smiles. "If those dovuments have some of the true history…" She edges over and starts to peruse various documents."
ORN looks around for technical plans… or info on the volcannon, or other interesting stuff.
Pak giggles happily. <3
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 31 ( Total: 31 )
Pak looks for the history of humans prior to 100 years ago.
Pak rolled 1d100 and got 25 for a total of 25
[OOC] ORN: made it by 11 before penalty
[OOC] ORN: however much that is
Hector looks down and scratches his head. "This smarty-pants stuff just isn't my department."
VieraCaptain: "Anyway." She pulls out a set of three parchments, laying them on the table. "A formal treaty between our lands and yours, a full pardon for the residents of Shaft, and a formal proclamation 'adopting' Ahiru as King's heir." She smiles at the last one.
[OOC] Pak: Made it by 4 before penalty if Inquiry is defaultable and MAG based
Felicia has nothing too pertinent on her mind. If there's anything she needs, she could always request it later.
[OOC] WC GM: MAG based and Scholastic - which I believe you have as affinity, yes?
Hector: "Princess Ahiru?" He chuckles. "Well, it'd certainly help her find her place in the world."
[OOC] Pak: I don't. n.n;)_)
[OOC] WC GM: Oh, right, Chaos Mage is sub.
[OOC] WC GM: It is Intuitive, though.
[OOC] Pak: Ahh, so a pass before penalty
ORN finds various technical plans for the robots of Refuge, and absolutely nothing relating to the Volcannon. It seems likely they did not know it even existed.
ORN: "Hm…"
[OOC] Ahiru: Can I write like King as King? Or would we need to forge a signature?
[OOC] WC GM: You can write like King as King.
ORN: "… … … Nothing not already in database…"
Pak search search search…
Pak finds little in the way of history from that long ago.
Pak frowns.
Pak: "…Hey, where's Fakir?"
But he does find one account.
Hector: "Is there anything on installing weaponry on a robot chocobo?"
Pak oohs! "Wait, what's this~?"
Ahiru changes into King and signs the last one first, she knows the merits of that… but she's not sure about the first two… This politics stuff could be tricky… it made her head spin the few days she did it last time…
Account: "6-29-21…forget this. Enough has changed that we should change the calendar."
Pak: "…?"
Pak: "Aah!"
Pak: "Wait, what the heck?"
Pak: "What kind of dating system is this?!"
Account: "Let it be known that I, the acting leader of the remnants of the human race, am incorporating our lands as a kingdom."
ORN shakes head at hector
Ahiru looks at Hector, then back to the documents, and back to Hector.
Account: "In honor of the many races that have come to us seeking aid, I shall name this kingdom Refuge, for we are a shelter from whatever calamity has befallen this world."
ORN: "The TS sentinels could be loaded as ammunition however"
Pak: "!"
Pak: "I found something cool!"
Felicia: "…?"
Pak shows it Sakha first, of course.
Sakha: "What is it?"
Pak: "It's a really old document that declares the start of the kingdom of refuge. And look at that Date!"
Account: "They have mentioned the Volcannon, whatever that is. Maybe it has something to do with the ash in the air, or the massive earthquake we felt not many days ago."
Account: "Already the sea levels are beginning to rise."
Pak DOES have some scholarly blood in him after all, it seems.
Account: "Our engineers say they can raise the mountains to form a partial dam. I would prefer that we leave some land open to the sea, but if it raises too far, that might not be possible."
Hector: "What's up, Pak? Find something interesting?"
Account: "One radical proposal, which I am inclined to accept, is to add rivers as emergency drains through our land. It'll mean breaking up our roads, though."
Pak: "It's the story of how Refuge was formed…"
Account: "In other news, hopefully unrelated, that new object in our skies has stopped plumetting towards us."
Pak: "Almost all the land was artificially shaped, it seems…"
Account: "I thought for sure we would be destroyed, but SOMETHING has changed its path. We don't know what, but for now it is in a stable orbit."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Interesting."
[OOC] ORN: that orbital targetting station huh?
Account: "Our astronomers say it is a slowly decaying orbit - it may still crash into us in about a hundred years or so."
Account: "We can figure out what to do about that later. For now, I have the task of integrating a bunch of refugees and survivors into a functioning society."
Pak: "…"
Pak: "Oh shit."
Account: "Some of our priests say they could tap Volt itself - as if the spirit has some newfound power and awareness."
[OOC] Hector: lol majora's mask
Account: "I think I will approve this. We badly need the help."
Sakha: "That's not good… We need to get to the moogles as fast as possible…"
ORN shudders more at that last comment than the moon falling part
Account: "For some reason, I can't shake the feeling I may be selling our souls to save our lives by fully awakening Volt."
Account: "But even if that is the case - well, better alive and damned than dead."
Pak: "…Well, we stopped Volt…"
Pak: "But the Moon…"
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at the Viera captain "Did the Viera do the same with Milf?"
ORN: "… could be edible…"
Pak: "…ORN."
ORN: "Though this does nothing for the issue of its mass falling…"
Account: "Let it be known that this is now year 0 of…well, I guess we need to figure out how to break down the months. Our orbit has shifted a bit - we appear to have a 300 day year now."
Hector: "Unless your mouth becomes huge."
Pak: "Year Zero?"
Hector: "Man, that'd take a while to chew and swallow, huh?"
Pak: "So what year is it now?"
The Viera's eyes are wide.
VieraCaptain: "…in a hundred years?"
VieraCaptain: "By your calendar…that's THIS year!"
Hector: "I think I'm going to have a heart attack and die of not surprised."
ORN: "That was by the old calendar. Some time may remain"
Felicia: "… That does not bode well."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Great. This just got interesting."
ORN: "How many days were in the old one?"
Hector: "A hundred years, here we are, doing crap with elemental spirits, globetrotting and all that."
Pak: "Dammit… ._.; I wanted to take some time to go visit my parents and big sisters."
Pak: "We might have to skip that now."
ORN: "How many days were in the old calendar?"
[OOC] ORN: we probably have more than, ya know, 3 days
[OOC] ORN: ;p
VieraCaptain: "…how would I know? I wasn't even BORN until…" She catches herself and blushes. "…well, let's just say I'm not 100 years old."
ORN looks over at Pak
Pak: "…What? >_>"
Ahiru continues to stare at the documents…
Pak: "Just because Fluffy was…"
ORN: "The filing system may have further clues to this. Knowing how much time remains, at least assuming their calculations were accurate, which it would be safer to assume at the moment…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well, this isn't good by any means."
ORN: "Would prove rather useful."
Ahiru has a furrowed brow of consternation. "I'm not supposed to think thins much…"
Pak: "We could probably get some Moogle Engineers on the job."
Pak: "Using these documents they could give us a better estimate."
The Viera looks at Ahiru, and tries to gently nudge her hand towards the first document, smiling. "Please?"
[OOC] WC GM: Systems check, whoever has it.
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 28 ( Total: 28 )
[OOC] ORN: made by 44
ORN looks around for older documents to see how the numbers go
Felicia only digs weapons systems.
Pak studies the mark on the floor for a moment.
ORN finds nothing older than what Pak found.
Pak: "…Where's Fakir?"
Cassandra_Lionheart continues to look at everything, and holds her head again.
Fakir is not present.
[OOC] ORN: they're fitting him a proper dress for a queen ;p
Hector: "C'mon, Ahiru. Just sign the damn papers so we can get this over with."
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: ouch
[OOC] Ahiru: re you sure you wanna do that with a treaty with a foreign country where they wrote up the whole thing?
[OOC] Ahiru: Without even READING it?
[OOC] Ahiru: Ahiru wouldn't understand the treaty anyway
[OOC] Sakha: But now that the document has been gone through…
ORN: "… The Fire-control Aerie would know."
Hector sighs. "Y'know, Miss Viera, you should probably explain the papers to Ahiru. She's not exactly good at this."
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 72 ( Total: 72 )
[OOC] ORN: gf
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 80 ( Total: 80 )
[OOC] ORN: well that's no good ^^:;;
Sakha looks up. "Documents…?" She wanders over to Ahiru, eyes the Viera and looks at the treatise.
ORN is just about certain there is little more to be learned here.
The treaty is more of a merger - Refuge would formally expand to cover the Viera and Dwarven lands.
ORN: "Contacting the critters that likely offed themselves in cowardly fashion, the ones contacted previously with the Volcannon fire-control, would be a good alternative to knowing exactly how much time is left."
ORN: "Are there any other documents with similar dates to that one, in the archives?"
Pak: "Orn- I said that."
Sakha blinks and eyes the Viera, "So we'd still be soverign to you?" She checks for any loopholes.
ORN: "This Unit may not have been paying attention >.>"
The Viera captain would be installed as a Regent, and King would retire, until such a time as King's heir was able to assume the throne. The captain would then become an advisor.
The captain nods. "It seemed…easier to handle it this way, than separately."
The pardon and the adoption are more straightforward.
[OOC] WC GM: Lore: Law check, Sakha, if you want to roll it.
ORN looks around curiously at what they're reading so intently
[OOC] ORN: or did terra time out ^^:
Sakha rolled 1d100 and got 66 ( Total: 66 )
Cassandra_Lionheart looks for a chair to sit down on
Sakha does not see any further loopholes.
The document seems to be short and to the point. It does not look like was written by a lawyer.
Sakha hands it to Ahiru "Ok, go ahead."
Ahiru signs the last 2 documents the with a sigh of relief.
Cassandra finds a large, well-padded chair behind the office's main table. One that King probably used.
Cassandra_Lionheart smiles and sits in the chair
Hector thinks for a sec. "Well, now that you're going to be Regent, can we at least get your name? It'd be kind of weird to call you 'Regent Viera'."
The Viera captain smiles. "…just call me Regent from now on."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Okay, Regent."
ORN: "Is it that embarassing?"
Hector: "Man, that's weird. It's like that merchant we keep running into who won't give us his name."
Oddly, to Hector and Pak, that almost sounded like, "Call me Queen."
Pak: "o_o;"
Regent bluuushes.
Regent: "Actually…ah…he kinda did…"
Felicia quirks an eyebrow.
ORN: "… wasn't it Random?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "So, what is it?"
Regent taps her fingers together nervously. "He…he really is named Random…and…well, his bride to be should have a similar name…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Random Viera? Well, Random Regent now."
Regent looks up, eyes wide. "Ihaven'tproposedtohimsodon'ttellhimthisisforhim!"
[OOC] Amatsu: I see WC is as good with names as I am. >.>;
[OOC] WC GM: Indeed. <_<
Cassandra Lionheart: "aww, congrats, Regent."
Hector: "Huh. Whatever works for you guys, then."
ORN: "… Chance?"
Regent: "…that works."
Pak: "Chance? o.o"
She nods. "From now on, I am Regent Chance."
Pak blinks!
ORN nods at pak
ORN: "Random Chance."
Pak: "…"
Pak: "Hey, wait."
Pak looks closely at the Viera.
Pak: "…No, no, nevermind."
Hector: "Does that mean that if you do a somersault, whatever side of you that's facing up determines the outcome of some situation?"
Chance is blushing so hard Pak can smell it.
Pak: "It's just…"
Pak: "…I still have no idea who that Bunnygirl is."
Hector: "no, that's too absurd."
ORN stares at the two, curious
Felicia: "…"
Pak: "Hey, have you ever met a girl that isn't a viera but has rabbit ears?"
Ahiru blinks. "She's the one we met in that first village, remember?"
Chance: "N-no…can't say that I have…"
Pak: "Hmm."
Hector: "Is that the one that kisses people and makes them unable to miss?"
Pak: "Yeah, Niichan. Her."
Hector: "You summoned her about seven times in five minutes that one day."
Pak: "Yeah. o_o;"
ORN: "the Bunny Girl Pak occasionally summons?"
Chance perks. "What what what is this?"
Pak: "Huh? Oh~"
Chance: "You're describing one of our legends."
Pak: "Ah!"
ORN shakes head
Chance: "A tale of…well, some say she was the first of our kind."
ORN: "Legends would be rather less… taken by pak here."
Cassandra_Lionheart smiles as she listens in to the conversation
ORN sparkles
Pak: "Well…"
Chance: "The legends are varied and murky. But what you've said is what they have in common."
Pak: "I could always use up some gil!"
Hector: "A girl in a bunny outfit is the progenitor of a race of actual bunnygirls? Huh."
Chance: "Some say she was made as an assistant for…something."
ORN: "… casino profits, most likely, judging from things…"
Pak randomly flicks a 25 gil piece into the air.
Pak rolled 1d10 and got 8 for a total of 8
Pak rolled 1d100 and got 76 for a total of 76
Pak rolled 1d100 and got 87 for a total of 87
Pak hears a tinking sound outside.
Pak rolled 1d10 and got 5 for a total of 5
Pak: "Ah, I think a house just landed on the roof."
Pak: "LEmme try that again. n.n;"
Felicia: "…"
Pak rolled 1d10 and got 1 for a total of 1
Hector: "You're going to go broke doing that. And then you'll start asking me for money again."
Pak rolled 1d100 and got 37 for a total of 37
Pak rolled 1d100 and got 98 for a total of 98
Cassandra_Lionheart giggles
ORN nods, his point proven
[OOC] Pak: aha! That 98 is still a pass- er wait no, that's a botch ._.
Pak rolled 1d10 and got 9 for a total of 9
Chance grabs Pak's arm before he can try a third time. "…save it for later."
Pak: "K…"
Pak watches a large squeaky hammer land on Chance's head.
Pak: "…"
Felicia: "…"
[OOC] Pak: 10% MP damage >_>
The hammer bounces off, doing nothing.
[OOC] WC GM: Shield
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh darn."
Felicia: "Indeed. Stop while you're ahead."
Pak: "K…"
Pak: "I'll try to summon her for you later, okay, Regent? n.n"
[OOC] ORN: but… but… a- is not 'getting'!
Chance shakes her head. "If you meet her…nah. Don't worry about it. It's just a legend, and even if it were true, she'd be dead by now. It can't be her."
ORN: "… She does only appear occasionally, but This Unit can attest to her having made out with several in the party already. Quite real."
ORN: "… if ephemeral…"
Cassandra_Lionheart gets up, and looks up documents to see if she sees anything that mentions her former family
[OOC] WC GM: Inquiry check
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: Okay, I don't have that, so I guess i have to default?
[OOC] WC GM: Yes
Sakha returns to perusing the documents. SHe can't pass up learning as much as possible witth this many records…
Cassandra Lionheart rolled 1d100 and got 64 for a total of 64
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: fail by 45
Cassandra is seriously not used to dealing with libraries. But even she can find a few documents, here and there, mentioning citizens as prominent as her family.
Hector: "Hm. Think I'll probably come back here for a reading session once I come a little smarter…if I can become a little smarter."
ORN: "Do you know of any others with long range communication methods such as this group found in the volcannon control center?"
[OOC] Hector: You sure do like clicking on EVERY SINGLE CONVERSATION option.
A tax return from five years back, a note of her mother being valedictorian at the Royal University, et cetera.
[OOC] ORN: doesn't everyone?
Chance: "…with a what in the where?"
Chance: "I'm sorry, 'Volcannon'?"
Pak: "…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well. The Royal University? Ah, no wonder she came home late some times."
Pak: "Yeah…"
Chance: "Was that the thing you were in?"
Pak: "Well…"
ORN: "It is unlikely we could fire it again; the results were rather devastating the first time and failed, however, there is a possibility those adjusting its aim are still alive, or at the least their center."
Just then, a certain merchant shows up.
RandomMerchant: "Aha, there you are! …hey, where's that older guy?"
[OOC] Hector: Is Random still carrying his goods?
Random has his backpack like always, but it seems less filled to the brim than usual right now.
Pak: "Huh?"
Hector: "How did you make it up all those stairs while still wearing your backpack and not passing out?"
Hector thumbs to Regent. "She's carrying nothing and looked damn near about ready to faint when she got here."
ORN: "Ah. Good timing. This Unit requires something both pointier and shinier, as well as a communication device."
RandomMerchant blinks. "I'm used to long hikes. Carrying my wares builds stamina."
ORN looks over to hector
Chance blushes again.
Pak: "…"
Pak: "Dammit!"
Hector laughs.
Pak: "I forgot to tie up Fakir."
whispers* "It is unlikely she slept. that would not help."
Pak: "I thought he'd be finished running off by now."
RandomMerchant: "I mean, staying up all day so I can go on and-"
Chance runs from the room, almost GLOWING pink.
RandomMerchant: "…what's with her?"
Cassandra_Lionheart giggles "She is embarrased by us. Also, she really loves you."
ORN nods
RandomMerchant: "You don't say. Anyway, I found some pictures that looked like that older guy who was with you."
Ahiru blinks and turns to look
Pak: "That older guy?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "The King, right?"
Felicia: "?
Pak: "Fakir can't be much older than Hector…"
ORN: "Or fakir?"
RandomMerchant: "Fakir? Was that his name?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh. I'm sorry.
Cassandra Lionheart: "*
Ahiru nods.
RandomMerchant: "Anyway, I was just wondering if he'd know why portraits that look like him at a young age would be here."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Really?"
Hector: "He's the king's son?"
Pak: "O_O"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well, I'll be…"
Hector: "or a cousin?"
RandomMerchant: "Huh. Could be, I guess."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Or a brother? We don't know until we ask, and he is not here."
Hector: "Makes sense that he wouldn't be here, if this place has some bad memories for 'im."
ORN: "Escaped again…"
ORN shakes head and points at Ahiru
Cassandra_Lionheart nods to Hector
ORN: "He may fear commitment."
RandomMerchant: "Anyway, there's also some sort of robot chocobo at the gate asking about you."
Hector: "That's Trombe. Don't worry about him."
ORN: "This Unit will meet with the Trombe Unit."
Pak: "Okay."
[OOC] Ahiru: Even more reason for Ahiru to be Queen if she marries Fakir?
ORN walks out
[OOC] ORN: but that doesn't make sense; ahiru's the king! … maybe he's afraid of dresses…. ;p
Trombe is indeed waiting just outside the castle.
Cassandra_Lionheart get up off the chair and follows the group
ORN: "Problems?"
Trombe: "New data acquired. Pictures similar to Ahiru sighted."
Pak: "Huh?"
ORN: "Similar to Ahiru?"
[OOC] Hector: brb taking a number two.
Trombe: "Affirmative."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Where?"
ORN: "Location?"
Trombe: "Near northeastern end of city, in graveyard."
Cassandra Lionheart: "In a graveyard? We should check it out."
ORN nods
ORN: "Undead Ahirus could prove a threat to the city."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Right."
[OOC] WC GM: Everyone outside and hearing this?
[OOC] WC GM: Or is anyone staying behind?
ORN: "Please fire this unit at the location"
Felicia stayed behind. You don't need a bunch of people to just check on a… metal chocobo.
Ahiru returns to normal and follows the group
[OOC] ORN: thought I was the only one who went out ^^:;
Sakha is still perusing documents
Cassandra_Lionheart enters the chamber also "We must stop this now!"
ORN waiting for trombe to open up ^^:
Trombe: "Intervening buildings preclude safe projection. Land-based transit advised."
ORN: "hm…"
ORN nods, turns and starts leaping at full speed
Pak wants to go look!
Pak follows ORN!
Cassandra Lionheart: "Okay, Trombe!" *gets out and rushes after ORN and Pak*
Hector is going with Pak.
Trombe keeps pace on the ground, lifting up onto its back any who were not already running after.
Soon enough, the group arrives at the graveyard. Trombe leads to one corner, where you find a shrine next to two graves.
The shrine does indeed have three paintings of what looks like Ahiru, along with a pink-and-white ballerina dress.
Pak: "What's this place?"
ORN: "… … … …"
ORN wonders why no ahiru zombies
Cassandra Lionheart: "Ahiru?" *looks at her*
A withered old man with a shovel sees you approach.
Ahiru blinks
Hector: "Y'know, we're having so many revelations thrown at us I'm honestly not going to be surprised at what we find here."
OldMan: "Lookin' fer sumthin'?"
OldMan: "Or, should I say, someone?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Hello sir. Can you tell us about this gravesite, please?"
Ahiru looks at him.
OldMan: "Ohoo. The dancer and her parents, eh?"
OldMan: "Sad story, them. Tutu was beloved of her parents. Always wanted to grow up and be a dancer."
OldMan: "She was a clumsy one, though. Never could get the moves right."
[OOC] Pak: >_>;;
Cassandra Lionheart: "What was the dancers name?"
Pak: "Tutu."
OldMan: "Tutu, like I said, young lady."
OldMan: "Anyway, one day, she left to go to a spring of wishes against the advice of her parents."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Ah. Sorry. Continue."
OldMan: "Some say she tripped right in and drowned. Never did find the body."
Ahiru blinks.
OldMan: "Others say it was like she was pulled - like gravity itself reached right up and yanked her to the bottom."
Cassandra Lionheart: "How sad."
Hector: "…gravity itself, huh. Boy, where have I heard that before."
OldMan: "Heh. There ain't room enough in that pond to hide a body, nosiree. So I don't believe a word of it."
OldMan: "Whatever really DID happen, though, her parents died o' heartbreak not too long after."
OldMan: "I buried 'em together. Figured it was appropriate."
Ahiru: "When did it happen?"
[OOC] Pak: …>_>; But Ahiru doesn't have the personality of the girl. She's a duck
The man rubs his chin. "Hmm…lesse…"
[OOC] ORN: well she can be happy she's no longer named tutu. her little brother leotard would understand?
[OOC] Ahiru: You never read the pregame RP of how Ahiru became human then, did you?
OldMan: "It was…hmm…just over a month ago, I think."
[OOC] ORN: I forget things ^^:
Ahiru: "Wow… really?" She looks right at the Gravekeeper.
Pak: "Huh… o.o"
Hector: "Why're the graves so important-lookin'? If the parents died, then who'd pay for the space 'n the construction of the stuff?"
Gravekeeper: "You know…you kinda remind me of her. Butcher NOT her, I c'n see that. Fer one, yer far more graceful."
Hector: "Were these people famous or important or noble or somethin'?"
Gravekeeper: "I took it outta what they left behind. Ha! Can't take it with you, can you?"
Hector: "Seems a little elaborate for commoners."
Gravekeeper: "It's not like they had any other children who'd be wantin' it."
[OOC] Pak: …
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at Ahiru and sighs
[OOC] Pak: Tutu's such a bad dancer that even a Duck can dance better than her?
Gravekeeper: "No, they were commoners. They set up the shrine themselves before they died."
Hector: "…huh."
Ahiru: "Want what?"
Gravekeeper: "It just felt right for me to bury them here."
ORN stares, rather confused
Gravekeeper: "Want their inheritance."
Gravekeeper: "Though…you know, their most precious possession was a brooch. THAT woulda fetched a pretty penny."
Gravekeeper: "Nine slots 'round the outside. The girl had it on her when she disappeared."
Ahiru looks at her brooch.
The gravekeeper is looking away, up at the sky.
Cassandra_Lionheart now looks closer to Ahiru's brooch..
Pak: "…Huh?"
The brooch sparkles in the sunlight, three of its nine slots filled.
Pak blinks.
Pak looks up, confused.
Pak: "Wait, but… how did they get their hands on something so valuable?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Ummm….What the heck?" *counts the slots again, and looks at Ahiru*
Ahiru: "She was there at the bottom of the pond."
Gravekeeper: "They saved up and bought it, of course."
Ahiru fingers the brooch.
Gravekeeper: "They despaired of being much themselves, so they doted on their daughter. That was part of it."
Hector squints and looks really close at that Gravekeeper. "You know an awful lot about these people for someone in your line of work. What do you do, research the background of every person you bury 'cause you have nothing else to do?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Ahiru? Did you find her?"
The gravekeeper looks at Hector. "Somethin' like that."
Ahiru: "In the wishing pond. Beforer I met you."
Gravekeeper: "If'n they're going to keep me company, I might as well know a little 'bout 'em, no?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Ah. You tried to save her, didn't you?"
Gravekeeper: "Especially ones who get somethin' like THIS set up fer 'em." He taps the shrine with his shovel.
Pak: "I wonder where they bought this brooch…"
Ahiru shook her head. "No, SHe was just there at the bottom… One minute I was a duck in the water… the next I was her."
Pak: "Hey, Ahiru."
Pak: "We should get a Jeweler to look at that or something!"
ORN: "hm… But… why would grav be capable of this…"
Pak: "Then we can find out where it came from. Maybe it'll give us a hint as to how Grav enchanted it…"
Ahiru blinks. "Why should we do that?"
Pak: "In our line of work solving the grand mysteries of the world is as important as catching elemental spirits. n.n"
ORN: "line of work?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Our line of work? Pak we are a rag-tag group of adventures, charged with saving the elemental spirits."
Ahiru blinks again. "I don't want my head to hurt, though… better not to think to much…"
Pak: "…"
ORN: "This Unit is not entirely certain that 'bringing joy and happiness to all through the localised application of extreme violence' is a career path so much as a very elaborate hobby…"
Pak: "You guys are boring."
Pak pouts.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Aww, sorry Pak."
Hector: "Pak has a point."
ORN looks over to Hector
Hector: "The elemental spirits are undeniably linked to Ahiru's brooch. So maybe in finding out more about it, we can see the bigger picture of what we're doing a little clearer."
ORN: "This Unit did not say This Unit was not curious… This Unit simply pointed out no paychecks have been recieved as of yet for these efforts."
Hector: "You get paid whenever what we kill explodes into a shower of gil, which is quite often."
Ahiru frowns.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well, you have a valid point Hector. Maybe finding out about the brooch would help."
ORN: "That is looting. not payment…"
Pak: ">_>"
Hector: "You're paying yourself. It's close enough."
Pak: "Well… We should do it, but it'll take some time."
ORN: "Ah. So we are self-employed?"
Pak: "There's no real rush, unlike our other priorities."
Pak tries to make Ahiru feel better.
Hector: "I'd say we are. It's not as if we're employed by any particular country, and our search isn't by some royal edict."
Hector: "If it was by some royal edict, I'd probably do this with less enthusiasm."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Ahiru..Please, we want to help. Get to the bottom of this with you."
Pak sigh~
ORN sparkles and stares
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well, if there is anything else we should know about, we will leave you alone sir."
Ahiru backs away from Cassie still frowning, "You aren't making any sense."
Cassandra Lionheart: "I'm sorry…this is all new to me. Let us just get back on track to finding the next spirit."
ORN: "Ahiru did state she did not want to think much on the matter at this moment, correct? Then these matters can wait."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah."
Cassandra_Lionheart goes to hug Ahiru "I'm sorry. I got some tings on my mind, and I was stupid to not think about how you feel."
[OOC] Hector: Steel Beowulf…FUCK YEAH!
Ahiru frowns more. "You're hurting my head!" And she runs off back to the palace.
Felicia stretches, waiting around in the file room. "…Say, Sakha."
Hector facepalms. "Sometimes nothing is the best thing to say, Cassie. Cripes."
ORN: "This Group should continue with its original plan for returning to this area, and take care of all planned visits and the like. Spreading further happiness can proceed once everyone has completed this. This Unit will attempt to obtain information on communication devices in the meantime."
[OOC] Ahiru: I think Cassie misinterpreeted the story and thinks Ahiru is Tutu
Cassandra_Lionheart sighs and looks down "Crap."
Sakha looks up,
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: of course she did.
Sakha: "Yes?"
[OOC] ORN: whereas the real story makes it it obvious ducks are dangerous bodysnatching monsters
Hector puts his hands in his pockets. "Come on, let's go grab the others and then get something to eat."
[OOC] Pak: We should contact Moogles to calculate Moon trajectory too.
Felicia: "You haven't seen anything on the name 'Aubrey', have you?"
[OOC] Sakha: Do I need to do a check on that?
[OOC] WC GM: Inquiry roll to check on it.
Hector starts to leave, waves his hand for Pak to follow.
Hector: "C'mon, little bro. We're by the sea, so we can get you some fish!"
Pak: "Ooh! Okay!"
Sakha rolled 1d100 and got 65 ( Total: 65 )
[OOC] Sakha: Dat be a pass under skill of 98
Sakha finds a few records, but one seemingly of the most import…
Hector: "Hey, Trombe. Couldja deliver a message to the people still up there researchin'? Tell them that if they want to get something to eat, to meet us at the front of the castle."
Record: "Pyril 2 Boltday, 49. Debris washed ashore near Seaburg. Several dead bodies, mostly Elvaan. One survivor, Elvaan child 7 years old, identified as Marron Aubrey."
Trombe: "Negative. Can not fit inside castle entraces."
ORN: "This Unit will locate Random for more effective puncturing. Other PMA sections may have survived, and long range communication could be located. This Unit will relay the message to them on his way."
Cassandra Lionheart: "I'll go Hector."
[OOC] Sakha: How many years ago is that?
Hector: "Orn's got it covered. Just sit tight."
[OOC] WC GM: 51
[OOC] WC GM: Current year is 100
Cassandra_Lionheart sits down and sighs "I think I screwed up with Ahiru, didn't I?"
Felicia blinks, leaning in to read.
Sakha: "I saw a record from a few decades ago about a Marron Aubrey being the only survivor of a shipwreck,"
[OOC] Hector: We have five sessions in December, one of them the 23rd. Due to it being so close to Christmas, would we actually play?
[OOC] WC GM: Let's discuss that after the session.
Felicia: "! …Is there any more to it?"
Record: "Marron Aubrey adopted into Aubrey family. No records of Marron's true parents."
Record: "Marron reports sighting sea monster. Ascribed to overactive imagination."
Attached to the report is a child's drawing, apparently Marron's rendition of the monster. Crude as it is, Felicia recognizes it.
It is about this time that ORN finds Felicia and Sakha. Random is nowhere to be found.
ORN: "Hector and Pak offer food at the castle gates. Claims that the "secret ingredient is love", however, are likely unsubstantiated."
ORN: "This Unit suspects fish."
ORN leaves
Felicia: "…"
[OOC] Hector: What the fuck did you just do you goddamn insane orbital frame lookalike? D:
Sakha twitches her tail. "Ooo… fish…"
[OOC] ORN: This Unit helps ;p
Sakha's stomach growls a bit. Noon approaching and having not had breakfast may have something to do with it.
Sakha heads to the meeting spot
[OOC] WC GM: And need to wrap things up for today, so…6000 XP each.

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