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

Lets see... We were attacked by a crippled old Wyvern, killed it with no
deaths, and continued on our way to the north.  Navero was the only one
seriously hurt in the encounter - he went to -4 hit points, but we play that
you must go to -10 to die, so he was merely dying, until he was bandaged
up.  He Cured Light Wounds on the Cavalier, as his religion forbade him doing
so on himself while another was hurt. The biggest problem was the Cavalier's
horse, which the Wyvern killed, leaving our mini-tank on foot.  He had to
share with Dania, the lightest person in the party, which irked him no end;
but then, he was easily irked.

	The remainder of the journey was almost without incident.  The only
thing of note was the fact that Rizudo was a heavy sleeper.

Rizudo: *Snore*

The Cavailer: Dumps a bucket of water on Rizudo.

Rizudo: "*Glub!* Huhh?  Whaza fuckes goin on?"

The Cavalier: "A very small raincloud.  It has passed now."

	Our Heros arrived at Swamp Keep (Yes, that was the name) and were
greeted with the customry fanfare and pomp.

Guard 1: "Gor, wha' a scruffy-looking lot this is, comin' u' the road."

The Cavalier: "Hail, good fellows!  Run and tell your Lord and Master that
	      we have arrived to rid your fair land of its infestation."

Guard 1: "Piss off."

Guard 2: "Are you the rat-catchers, then?"

Rizudo: "Shut up, open the gate.  We want to see your inns, your ale, and
	your WOMEN!  After that, we wanna talk about the Orcs."

Guard 3: "Why, whatever's going on here, Neville?"

Guard 2: "Oh, nothing, Percy.  Some gentlemen, and a few ladies too, are here
	 and making a fuss about something.  Don't worry yourself."

Guard 1: "Shut up!  (To Cavalier)  Who are yu?"

The Cavalier: "For shame, lout!  Do you not recognize my device?  My house
	      is known far and wide, and has been heard of even in these
	      impoverished lands.  Come, open the gates and be quick about
	      it; you try my patience."

Guard 3: "Oh, he's not very nice, is he?"

Guard 1: "Look, shrimp, all I see is a miniature buffoon ridin' with some
	 little elf-bitch on an old horse..."

	Again, there commenced much sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Fortunately for our quest, there was more sound than fury, and we were able
to get inside (eventually).  Most of us went about practical sorts of
business - Navero went to pray, and recover from his injuries.  Rizudo, I
believe, went to find the tavern, but it was not open at that hour.  The
Assassin dissapeared for a while (The player who was running her was not
there that day.)  Dania studied spells.  The Cavalier decided to go
introduce himself to the Master of the Keep.  He had his armor repaired and
the device on his shield repainted (10gp well spent, or so he thought) and
strode forth to meet the Master, who was out on his croquet lawn at that
moment.

The Cavalier: Strides onto croquet lawn, plants his shield firmly in the sod
	      so the device is plainly visible.
	      "Greeings, Lord and Master of this fine Castle."

Master: "Oh!  My croquet lawn!  You've dented it!  Wahhh..."

Courtier: "Oh, its alright, Eric.  Just breathe calmly, now, and relax.
	  Everything will be just fine."

The Cavalier: "Uh... I wish to introduce myself.  I..."

Courtier: "Not now!  Can't you see what you've done?  Get out: just go, or
	  I'll put the hounds on you!"

	And so the day passed for our heroes.  When night came, many of the
party retired to the only tavern, a rather miserable one.  Navero did not go
to the tavern, of course; he had gone out among the townsfolk, and happened
upon one who had wounded himself with an axe and was bleeding to death;
Navero cured the hurt, and the grateful family was only too happy to put him
up for the night.  He quietly discussed religious matters with them,
particularly their salvation and the joys of life in the Correct and
Unalterable way, and although they were very polite, most of the family
seemed to ignore him.  The only exception was their young daughter, who
payed a lot of attention to him.  While he was pleased at the opportunity to
spread the faith, she didn't really pay much attention to what he said; she
just looked at him strangely, and sat uncomfortably close, and took every
possible opportunity to touch him, which made Navero very uncomforatble.  (As
explanation, I should note that Navero has CHARISMA 13, COMELINESS 16.  The
DM rolled the young lady a LUST score of 17.)

	And so night passed, and morning came.


Dan Parsons        "Oh, you're injured!  Let me take off all your clothes..."
NAVERO III
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