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From: dparsons@jarthur.claremont.edu (Daniel Parsons)
Newsgroups: rec.games.frp
Subject: Navero XVIII
Reply-To: dparsons@jarthur.Claremont.EDU (Daniel Parsons)
Distribution: world
Organization: Harvey Mudd College, Claremont, CA
Keywords: Navero, of the Correct and Unalterable Way


	Navero, male human cleric, 3rd level
	Dania, female 1/2-elf MU, 3rd level
	Rourk Ravensbane, male drow cavalier, 3rd level
	Kortul, male human fighter, 2nd level
	Razuli, male human fighter, 2nd level
	Arlor, male dwarf thief, 2nd level

Very few mornings have been more painful than the next to which greeted our
heroes.  Actually, it wasn't even morning at all anymore, despite the early
hour at which they had felt compelled to turn in.  But, being awake, now was
obviously the time to go out and exploit their new-found wealth.

Razuli: (Calls downstairs) "Room service!  Breakfast!"

(Short wait.  Door opens.)

Maid: "Ya called for breakfast.  Can ya pay?"

Razuli: "Yeah." (Flips her an electrum) "Anything else you think you can do
         for me this morning?" (Looks her up and down, grins broadly.)

Maid: "I don't think so, sir.  Breakfast in a few minutes."

(Another short wait.  Razuli inspects and cleans his crossbow.)

Maid: (Opens door.  Has tray with steak, fruit juice, eggs.)

Razuli: (Points crossbow.) "Big, isn't it?  Wanna feel it?"

Maid: (Leaves tray at door and leaves very quickly.)

	First things first: we paid off the moneychanger, and went to the
temple.  Not being believers, and having already used their services so
recently, we could only wrangle a Cure Serious Wounds for each of us.  We
then asked Dania to identify some of the magic items; this she readily
agreed to, as she was very curious about the staff.

	Ring of Protection, +1
	Longsword, +1, +4 vs. reptiles
	Two-handed Sword, +1
	Staff of Thunder and Lightning
	Spellbook with 17 spells, 1st - 5th level	

	Razuli quickly claimed the Lizard sword, as he had been the one to
risk picking it up.  Kortul got the two-hander, and Dania the staff and book.
Arlor got the ring, over Dania's objection that she had the least protection
and so should get it as well.

	Then we each went our seperate ways, agreeing to meet again at the
tavern to discuss plans for the future.  The more sensible among us spent the
time resting and recuperating - there were quite a few hit points lost.  Some,
however, felt it necessary to do otherwise.

Razuli: "*Hic!*  I'm RICH!  Everbodee ges a drink onme."

Tavern Master: "Sure.  That'll be 10 gold."

Rourk: "Despite the obvious fact that we are the only ones here?"

Tav M: "You not like it, sir?"

Rourk: "Please, go right ahead.  You may feel free to bilk my inebriated
        servant out of whatever you wish."

Razuli: "SERVENT?!  I'll hav yu k-no I am a DRAGULSLIPPER!"

Rourk: "Mercenary, do not breathe on me again."

Razuli: "I castraded a dragon!  Whoopee!"

Rourk: "Rather difficult to do with a female dragon."

Razuli: "Oh.  Gess it yelled for 'nother reason.  Ha ha HA ha hA!!"

Tav M: "Care to have a drink on it sir?  15 gold."

Razuli: "I CANN BEET UP-PTHH ANYBLOODY IN THISH BARR!!"

Tav M: "Should I put him to bed, Sir?"

Rourk: "No, good fellow.  His antics are amusing."

Razuli: "I CUN BEET UP U!"

Rourk: "I'll wager that stag head is shaking in it's mountings."

Razuli: "Bedder be.  I'm a DRAGOHMSTIFFER!  Tink i'll drink to dat."

Tav M: "Here you go.  That'll be 25 gold."

Razuli: "Shanks.  Yur a good fella.  Do u k-no what I did?"

Rourk: "Yes.  Soiled your armor."

Razuli: "Beside that.  I.... am a DRAGIMSPLAYER!  I'm a buff dude!"

Tav M: "Yeah, great.  You sound like you could use a drink."

Razuli: "No phanks, I'm walking!  Hee hee heh he HEE HeE hEE hEe heE" (THUD)

Rourk: "I suppose you may put him up now.  And also, remember those who do
        the title Dragonslayer it's proper office."

Tav M: "I'll try, Sir.  Good night."

	Dania returned to her master's house after her own rest, with the 
idea of some more studying (We were all pretty sure we had gotten enough
exerience to go up a level from killing the Dragon.)  She went into the
house, and was taken to his workroom, where she saw the brain suspended in
some bubbling golden fluid, with wires attached to it.

Master: "Welcome, apprentice.  You have done well."

Dania: "Thanks.  I thought you might like it."

Master: "Did you, now?  You presume to know my mind?"

Dania: "No!  No, never, Master!  It's just that these aren't, uh... common."

Master: "Hmph.  Ah, well.  It was good you found one within range.  Was it
         living out in the swamps?"

Dania: "Yes, it was."

Master: "Getting one this recently dead _is_ a rare thing.  Although your
	 excision shows you have little skill in handling a knife.  In the
	 future, you are to concentrate on improving that."

Dania: "No problem."

Master: "You may go now.  Clean the laboratory on the first floor.  And have
	 care to get under the tables."

Dania: "Yes.  Bye!" (Scampers off.)

	Things went on in this vein until the next day, when, with a shriek
like that made by a tachyon being voilated by a meson, Dania was suddenly
drawn into the Master's workroom.  The brain still floated in it's tank,
everything seemed normal, but with a glance she could tell Master was angry
- VERY angry, but about what she didn't know.

Master: "You, and your friends: where exactly did you get this?"

Dania: "Uh...  from a Dragon.  In the swamp.  In a cave."

Master: "Was it, by any SMALL chance, a Red Dragon named Lentic?"

Dania: "Uh, we weren't, uh... introduced."

Master: "No.  You simply went up and beat on it, didn't you, with swords and
         things?  Yes, I see.  And liberated Them through sheer clumsiness!"

Dania: "Them?  You mean those idiots?"

Master: "Yes.  Those idiots.  Observe, prestidagitador."

	A basalt slab which had been on one wall cleared, and Dania saw The
Three standing outside the house.

Paladin 1: "Right!  Here we go, now!"

Paladin 3: "I'm gonna kill him!  Dibs!"

	Three swords rose up, and three swords came down, smashing the
outside wall to splinters of foul-looking wood.  The Three entered, and
arrogantly walked down the hall outside the first floor library, and into a
hall Dania had been told never to enter.  After about 10 feet or so, a pit
opened beneath their feet, and they fell into a pool of acid.  They quickly
dissolved, and the liquid was siphoned off and poured into a Sphere of
Annihilation, gone forever.

Dania: "Well, that took care of it."

Master: "Wait..."

	The swords had not dissolved, but instead sank to the bottom.  As
they watched, they rose up into the air, and The Three re-formed out of
shining mist.

Dania: "Shit!"

Paladin 2: "Say, why don't we try a different approach?"

Paladin 3: "Yeah, I'm sick of traps.  They're boring."

Paladin 1: "Right, then.  Lets go back, and get the heavy artillery."

Paladin 3: "YEAH!  He'll never know what hit him!" (Cackles in a most
            un-Paladinish fasion.)

Master: (*Sigh*) "Do you have any IDEA how much trouble it was to get them
        into the globe in the first place?"

Dania: "Lots?"

Master: "Apprentice, there is one thing you can do."

Dania: "What is it, Master?"

Master: "Say, `oops.'"

Dania: "Oops?"

Master: "Yes, very good.  Wonderful last words." (Makes an arcane gesture...)



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Game Master: The whole house shakes.  Your Master, who never got a chance to
             complete his spell, is sprawled on the floor.  You have been
             thrown conveniently near an exit.

Dania: (Runs.)

	Dania dived out of a window and landed in the street.  Everywhere,
there were explosions and concussions and flying bits of building.  She got
up to run, when she ran into one of the paladins.

Paladin 2: "Hold, vile... wait a moment!  You look slightly familiar."

Dania: "Uh, it's me!  The damsel in distress, remember?"

Paladin 2: "Oh, a damsel in distress!  You must be a maiden princess held
            captive by that nefarious sorcerer!  Oh, how romantic!  Fear not,
            gentle dove!  I shall save you, and bring justice to your creul
            opressors!  AVENGE your honor!  Return you to your pining family
            who even now search for you everywhere!  GOD, THIS IS THE LIFE!!"

Dania: "Uh, right.  What's THAT thing?"

Paladin 2: "This?  But a Surface-to-Air Missile launcher.  But hold!  My
            companions call to me!  The evil magician is gone, having fled
            his chambers of power, to power to other chambers, no doubt!
            We must pursue him wherever he goes, for that is our destiny!"

(The streets light up as a missile tears open a hole in a nearby house.)

Paladin 2: "Oops!  Oh, well.  It is nothing next to the banishing of evil."

Dania: "Uh, thank you for rescuing me, kind sir, I belive I'll go someplace
        and hide right now, bye!" (Flees)

(Passes Rourk and Navero, who are coming to see what is going on.)

Dania: "JUST RUN, YOU IDIOTS!!"

(Navero and Rourk look up the street, and see an M-1 tank rolling towards
them, blasting out buildings.  They run.)

	Somehow, after a good deal of running around and screaming, the party
managed to assemble itself outside the tavern.  We all went inside, and saw
a very familiar looking town official and about 15 town guardsmen.  They were
talking to the tavern master, and didn't seem to notice us, so we decided not
to disturb them, just go upstairs and get the money and stuff we left up in
our rooms...

Official: "*!)> YOU!!! <(!*"

Party: "us?"

Official: "GET. OVER. HERE. AND. HAVE. A. SEAT. IF. YOU. PLEASE."

The guardsmen all looked rather peeved, and didn't seem to like us.  We sat.

Official: "Would any of you just HAPPEN to know anything about THREE PALADINS
	   who are wandering our streets commiting mayhem?"

Dania: "Us?  Oh, no no no."

Razuli: "What a silly question!  What have you been smoking?"

Navero: "Uh, *ow!*" (Dania drives her staff into his foot.)

Guard 1: "Why won' yu le' 'im speak, yur li'l wizzerdship?"

Official: "Never mind.  I think you do know.  But I realize that it probably
	   isn't your fault they are here.  I have heard of The Three; they
	   are as powerful as they are stupid, and not to be swayed by any
	   mortal's wishes.  Nothing stops them, not even common sense.
	   Probably just an acquaintance, brief and fleeting, as I doubt you
	   have much to do with such cosmic beings.  As such, there is very
	   little we can legally do to you."

Guard 2: "How about, `illegally', your Lordship?

Official: "We do not do such things.  Is any of what I have said true?"

Razuli: "Well..."

Dania: "Yes, it is.  We met them in the Dragon's cave, and we parted company
	immedeately afterwards."

Rourk: "We have, easily, as low an opinion of them as you yourself seem to."

Official: "Good." (Brings out some papers.) "So, you are the closest living
	   thing to a Friend they have, and so can be considered next-of-kin,
	   which of course makes you liable for any damages they do."

Dania: "WHAT?!?"

Official: "Naturally, we have already confiscated those goods of yours we
	   found on the premises, and you will be expected to remain here
	   and do community service work until the debt is paid, in full,
	   with interest as applies.  Guards?"

	The conversation degenerated after that.  Kortul kicked the official
in the groin and threw the table into the guards; Dania cast a Sleep spell
into the main mass and dived out the window.  Arlor dived out after her.
Razuli decided that would be a good idea, too.  Kortul went to keep them
company.

Dania: "WILL YOU ALL GET *OFF* OF ME!!"

Arlor: "Sorry." (Thump!)

Kortul: (Runs for stables.)

Razuli: "Arlor!  Get a good look up her robe?"

Dania: "Fuck off, Razuli."

Arlor: "Actually, I did..."

Danai: "AAHHH!!!"  (Tries to kill Arlor with her staff.)

Kortul: (Brings out horses.) "LETS GO!"

Dania: (snarls) "When I get my hands on you..."

Razuli: "You'll what, show him some more?"

(Meanwhile, back inside...)

Navero: (Hiding under a table.)

Rourk: "Ha!  If you think that I would surrender to" *CLANG!* (Chair comes
	down on his helmet.) "... right.  Priest!  Lets be off!"

Navero: "Uh, I'm sorry, but I think we must be going.  Your request is unjust
	 and unreasonable.

Official: "*stop them!*"

(Navero makes it out the door, Guards right behind him.  Rest of party rides
around, Dania Sleeps more Guards.  Rourk jumps onto his horse.  Navero climbs
onto his horse.  Guardsmen on horses arrive and start chasing the group.)

Horseman: "Halt, in the name of law and order!"

Navero: "Faster, Kumquat!"

Arlor: "You named your horse Kumquat?"

Navero: "Well... he's the right color."

Dania: "That's a mare, Nav."

Navero: "A what?"

	... And so, our heroes rode off into the sunset, pursued by the local
law enforcement authorities.  Eventually, as the sounds of distant explosions
became only a fading memory, we bravely set forth to see what the next town
would be like.


Dan Parsons              "I've never been chased by the police before!
                                              Gee, this is kind of exciting!"
NAVERO XVIII
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