[Nexus] Trog's Tavern CCXI

[The Bushranger]

((Irrestiable force vs immovable object?
And yeah. You can't really 'sample Exalted magic'. It's not really magic, for one thing. ))

"I meant the Taverna, but that works too," Crissy says with a giggle.

As Val passes out!

[Morty]

((*shurg* No big deal. I just figured it'd be best to point it out before it becomes a real problem. No matter how powerful your character may be, other players can expect their characters' efforts to get through.))

"Bah. Im'ma more'f a make-shtuff 'appen gal."

Ermine brings the bottle to her mouth but falls over backwards on the table. She giggles drunkenly.

So am I, but I don't feel like it right now. This apocalypse gave me enough thrill for now.

"I meant the Taverna, but that works too," Crissy says with a giggle.

Dorotha blinks. Oh. Well, Taverna is a bit quieter. Though we should also ask Kevin.

[ThirdEmperor]

(But you can study an Exalted made item, and I can analyze the difference between exalted and human flesh. Or even just take readings from a summoning ritual or such-like)

[Lix Lorn]

"...fine." she said, hating the agreement already, and wondering how badly she'd regret it.

[The Bushranger]

((There is no difference between Exalted and human flesh. Exalted are human. The Exaltation bonds to their soul.))

Crissy blushes a bit at the mention of Kevin. "Um, yeah,. Wouldn't want to leave him behind!" She giggles happily.

[ThirdEmperor]

Very well. Do you know any unbreakable oaths or suchlike?

[Project_Mayhem]

Raz frowns, and teleports to a different pub with less psychos.

Or the black dragon

[VampireRot]

((How is Exalted stuff not magic? Magic has a broad definition, and the Exalted fall right under it.))

"Wha? Apocalypsh? When wash dat?"

Ermine places her bottle down and rolls over to stand on all fours. Still keeping the oversized hat on her head.

[Lix Lorn]

"Not unless there's an eclipse caste around." she said.

[Morty]

"Wha? Apocalypsh? When wash dat?"

Ermine places her bottle down and rolls over to stand on all fours. Still keeping the oversized hat on her head.

A while ago. Lots of zombies and stuff. Was over surprisingly quickly.

Crissy blushes a bit at the mention of Kevin. "Um, yeah,. Wouldn't want to leave him behind!" She giggles happily.

Yeah. He seems nice.
And then both Morty's characters deadtime.

[VampireRot]

"Hm... Never sheen no zombiesh before."

Ermine notices the deadtime five seconds later. Then glares around the tavern.

((@V Magic wasn't something invented by D&D. I generally think of magic as just something that can't be explained by science and usually directly contradicts laws of physics.))

[The Bushranger]

((I should have been specific: it's magic, but not as D&D knows it. ))

Crissy nods.

And d'awwwws.

And deadtimes as well!

[ThirdEmperor]

Can you find one.

[Lix Lorn]

"I don't know how. There's probably someone around who could do it though." she said.

[ThirdEmperor]

Then find one, I'm smart enough not to duel you unless I know you'll play fair. You Exalted find ways of justifying any amount off immoral and oath-breaking stuff with "for the greater good". Riv says, taking a gulp from his bottle of BOOZE.

[Lix Lorn]

She glared.
"You're the one who'd break an oath." she spat.

[Murkus]

A well-armored robot walks into the bar, feet clunking on the floor as he steps forward. He scans every patron his visor can find, for traces of magic, thermals, enhancements of biological or technilogical origin, or really any other abnormalities.

[VampireRot]

"Acshually, I fink I'd be da one to break... One of dem oafsh... Tings..."

At this point Ermine curls up and tries hard to keep her eyes open. Mostly unsuccessfully.

Ninja robit: Ermine is a talking ermine! General Magical Creature readings. And the hat has an extradimensional storage compartment.

[ThirdEmperor]

You're only offended because it's true. You wouldn't even accept the duel I proposed to limit destruction until I threatened innocents. Besides, I don't break oaths, cause destruction and choas for LOLz, yes. Attack people for annoying me, yes. Cheat every chance I get, yes. Break an oath? Never.

[ThirdEmperor]

Riv has every one of the above mentioned abnormalities.

[Trobby]

((ThirdEmperor, just so you know, Lix has deadtimed for tonight. Since her character has offered to fight you one-on-one, chances are you'll get her response tomorrow.))

Tobias, who had been absorbed by the Deadtime ooze for nearly a whole day the whole fight, lies bleeding on the floor behind Trog's bar. He is badly injured and can barely move, but not dead.

He also has subtle readings of magic, though not very much. And he is a sort of wolf man, though not as much a werewolf as SOME Nexus inhabitants.

The Bartender, however, appears to have extremely abnormal readings. Magical energy readings seem to flux around him as if he were a focal point, and his biological readings refuse to read out on his display.

[Gnrlshrimp]

An old man clad in armour crafted from bones walks into the tavern, scratching his thick, bushy, grey beard with one hand. It's been a while since Felix last visited the tavern...

He winces slightly as he walks over to the bar, no doubt one of the joints in his legs giving him trouble again. When he gets there he raises a hand to order a drink, then pauses and peers over the bar. "Goodness, what happened here?" He asks, staring at TObias. He starts sorting through his bag of bones, looking for something. "Where did I put that dratted thing? I just had it refreshed by a priest..."

[Moff Chumley]

((Yes...yes you do. ))

Chris's hand is shaked. He also takes a sip of his drink when she does.

He then scratches his chin. "Well, I think this place is kinda like a mixture of every universe ever. So, you could have...a Jedi, sitting alongside a...a zombie hunter." He then points to Chumley as he mentions zombie hunters.

*sip* Ver' nice. Variety is good. Where I'm from, people to end up as zombie hunters whether they liked it or not... Anyhow, what with all the apparently displaced protagonist types, there's gotta be something keeping them occupied aside from drinking a lot. Chumley peers intelligently around the room. This building, she adds, is simply not crowded enough.

[Murkus]

((ThirdEmperor, just so you know, Lix has deadtimed for tonight. Since her character has offered to fight you one-on-one, chances are you'll get her response tomorrow.))

Tobias, who had been absorbed by the Deadtime ooze for nearly a whole day the whole fight, lies bleeding on the floor behind Trog's bar. He is badly injured and can barely move, but not dead.

He also has subtle readings of magic, though not very much. And he is a sort of wolf man, though not as much a werewolf as SOME Nexus inhabitants.

The Bartender, however, appears to have extremely abnormal readings. Magical energy readings seem to flux around him as if he were a focal point, and his biological readings refuse to read out on his display.

ERGO walks over to the bartender, leaning over him. "Sir, you seem to possess a surprising number of fluctuating mana fields in close proximity to your body. Would you be willing to submit to some on-site tests for the betterment of sentient knowledge?"

[Earl of Purple]

There's a rodent-like creature present, too! It has ice-blue eyes, grey fur and a longish tail. Its readings are odd; there's some subtle magic and the digestive system seems enhanced, somehow. It also completely ignores the robot.

[InyutheBeatIs]

*sip* Ver' nice. Variety is good. Where I'm from, people to end up as zombie hunters whether they liked it or not... Anyhow, what with all the apparently displaced protagonist types, there's gotta be something keeping them occupied aside from drinking a lot. Chumley peers intelligently around the room. This building, she adds, is simply not crowded enough.

Chris takes another sip. "Well...honestly, I have no idea what the good guys do here."

"There's two true good guy organizations here, and neither of them are active. The most activity I've seen them get involved in yet was when there was this weird disaster involving an undead god in a giant robot. Then there's the bad guy organization, but I haven't seen them do all that much either."

"Honestly, I have no idea what goes on here."

[VampireRot]

Aww. Ermine is soo cute when she's sleeping. Probably because she is so rude and drunk when awake. The hat is askewed at an angle on her head to allow partial viewing of the cute mustlide. Also magic.

[Moff Chumley]

Huh. Awkward silence, again. So, uh... *sip* You know anyone who could show me around?

[InyutheBeatIs]

Huh. Awkward silence, again. So, uh... *sip* You know anyone who could show me around?

Chris looks at her. "I could."

"Mind you, I'm not a very good guide, since I don't know what all there is here. But, I do know a good layout of Inside. Anything you would want to find shouldn't be too hard to find."

[Kyrian]

"Yes, please," Marcie says with a shy-ish smile. "I would appreciate that. Um. Both."

So Llamanade and...
Drew tilts his head a little,
What's good to eat here?