Coming to America and being evil. A modern 3.5 game

[Doomboy911]

New ooc thread for y'all http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showt...2#post13179802

[Nick274]

Can you re post the templet Ralasha?

[Doomboy911]

"Well doesn't he look like a refined young gentelman." she musses your hair again. "We simply must have a playdate one day."

http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=186034 There you go.

[Ralasha]

(Miradal is updated.)
"No, not particularly. He will be though. He is now of my blood."

[Doomboy911]

"Well dear you have my thanks you have brought more people into our noble race but I must be off to protect what's left of it." than poof she's gone.

[Ralasha]

Miradal walk over to Alie, and looks down at him with a toothy grin. "Time for you to start learning our laws, history, culture and rules of... I suppose interaction would be a good word, since it covers more than just social graces. But first, lets head out and see how well you fly." Miradal then heads out of the room, and pays the priest out of the cash on her person. "Thank you for your assistance Priest."

[Isenvrill]

Niuqu bows to the priests of Boccob, and says, "I look forward to working with you again. I must be on my way. Farewell."
He then flies to the captain's house.

[Doomboy911]

Alie has a bit of difficulty in flying as night has fallen and there are barely and thermals to be found. As you all get closer to the house you manage to meet up and see the captain on the porch ringing a triangle. The Wortlings are standing single file with bowls in their hands. Each time the captain fills it up one throws their bowl to the lawn and one throws it to the tree.

[Ralasha]

Miradal is now leaner in appearance, but also somehow far larger. Having grown in height to the limits of medium size, and being even broader of shoulder, though still feminine.
As she drops from the sky to land with a shake of the ground "Food?! I'm hungry. Food please. Or I'll start eating your pets... I wonder what they taste like."
Her drool drips to the ground, igniting in little white hot flashes as it falls through the air.
(Yay! 1d6 fire damage bite. Her breath weapon leaks out into her saliva. She produces lots, next level she gets breath weapon once every 1d4 rounds.
Every 1 round, since I rolled it back at beginning of game, unless you want me to roll it again.(1d4)[2])
((Every 2 rounds apparently.))

[Doomboy911]

"Mulch and cheese dip mostly." he mutters pouring you all a bowl of potato and ham chowder. The mansion is pressed sideways between two buildings it's considerably leaner, the fence is only covering two sides and most of the lights are out. "Just to keep you from being lost I moved us to little china town. It's not the best of neighborhoods but the dragons have an odd respect for it and we may not have to worry about are black friend." you hear a voice very faintly. Listen check please

[Ralasha]

Listen check: (1d20+7)[10]
Miradal drinks down the food in one gulp as she stands there and waits for a second filling, followed by thirds, fourths and fifths. "Changing scales... and growing in size are very... hungry activities."

[Doomboy911]

The voice is coming from the right (orcwort is on the right and the walkway is missing so it's all lawn.) You see two teens of about 16 staring in at you both they're making sure not to touch the fence or the grass. Their clothes are tattered and they're licking their lips at the sight of the food.

[Ralasha]

Miradal will hop and glide over, grab them up (will make grapple if you want) and carry them back over for food.

[Doomboy911]

Are you going to keep them off the ground? Also they're squirming.

[Ralasha]

She sets then down. "Food. Eat." she gives them her best smile, which is extremely draconic in appearance... pretty much just a bunch of big sharp teeth.

[Doomboy911]

The captain pours them a bowl and whispers in Miradal's ear "Now be careful once you feed one twelve come and I don't wish to over feed my lawn." The lawn has moved around to give them a spot to walk on which is composed of gravel and dirt.

[Ralasha]

"Your lawn seems to know well enough not to eat the people I bring over. Would you like me to train it for you?" She spits into the grass, where it bursts into black flames for a fraction of a second. (1d6)[6] fire damage. She smiles and says "I've never felt so... happy and relaxed as I do in this new skin of mine. I feel somehow... lighter inside. Don't worry though, I'm sure these two aren't stupid enough to tell their friends. I'm sure they wouldn't want to see them eaten. By the way, do you have those stones we brought back? It's time to reassemble them to reopen the fairy court."

[Doomboy911]

Originally Posted by Ralasha

"Your lawn seems to know well enough not to eat the people I bring over. Would you like me to train it for you?" She spits into the grass, where it bursts into black flames for a fraction of a second. [roll0] fire damage. She smiles and says "I've never felt so... happy and relaxed as I do in this new skin of mine. I feel somehow... lighter inside. Don't worry though, I'm sure these two aren't stupid enough to tell their friends. I'm sure they wouldn't want to see them eaten. By the way, do you have those stones we brought back? It's time to reassemble them to reopen the fairy court."

"When did you tell me to do that? I mean I could try and go get it but did you actually tell me to?"

[Ralasha]

"IHm. Crap. Well... I'll need to head back to the park I guess. Be back later." She takes off towards the park, and the faerie portal, to pick up the pieces, and return with them to the house.

[Doomboy911]

(So the young lady headed to the park while it was dark out. Thank god there aren't monsters or something bad might happen oh wait.) Miradal grabs the stones with relative ease, the faeries watch in awe as you work. When you get back the kids are gone.

[Ralasha]

Miradal looks at the 'lawn'.
"I'm going to need to put something on you. Unless you decide to give me some room to work."
She then steps off of the path, and puts the stone back together.

There are monsters. But the other dragon cannot do anything to her without incurring the wrath of the Council. So she isn't worried about that.

[Doomboy911]

Originally Posted by Ralasha

Miradal looks at the 'lawn'.
"I'm going need to put something on you. Unless you decide to give me some room to work."
She then steps off of the path, and puts the stone back together.

There are monsters. But the other dragon cannot do anything to her without incurring the wrath of the Council. So she isn't worried about that.

Yeah I know I'm just saying on the list of new york do's and don'ts that's pretty dang high on the don'ts list

"Good the fey will be a great ally. Now I must ask something of each of you. Have you wondered why I brought you all here."

[Ralasha]

Miradal squints at him in suspicion, and flexes her hands a few times. "Yes, the fey will make a great allies... for me. On the other hand... I expected this eventually. As my people often say, 'if something is free, it has a bigger price than normal'. So, what's your price?"

[Doomboy911]

"The price is losing me. You see there was this gent a long time ago who decided owning the world would look grand on his resume. So he went out taking over bits and pieces but whenever he left an area they took it away. So he put folks in charge to handle things. They worked for him in the sense that they said they did and no one would take it from him. The people got power and he got to say that he ran the world. Now taking over the world is hard business but running it via business ain't. So I'm going to head out and try for another bit of the world while I give you some tools to keep New york under your control."

[Ralasha]

Miradal grimaces "Oh yay, I get to try playing the guiding god again... Very well. I need fifty thousand gallons of Improved Alchemists fire. Then I can do the job very easily." She finishes this with an evil chuckle.

[Doomboy911]

Originally Posted by Ralasha

Miradal grimaces "Oh yay, I get to try playing the guiding god again... Very well. I need fifty thousand gallons of Improved Alchemists fire. Then I can do the job very easily."

"Que pasa? I don't need you to guide things I need you to stomp out competitors the second I leave people are going to notice. If they think I'm still running things they're going to fight back but if it looks like you've beaten me than they'll fall to you."

[Ralasha]

Miradal nods "I know, this is why I want fifty thousand gallons of improved alchemists fire. I will set myself up as the mightest being in the city. One no one will want to **** with. I want the compound delivered to the slums where we entered the city. I'm going to drown the displacer in it, and take its place. Then I'll have my very own swimming pool."

[Doomboy911]

"Well than head to the magic district go find the alchemists and muscle him I can't rightly go buying these things since my recent donation."

[Ralasha]

"And I'd rather not muscle anyone unnecessarily. If I'm forced to kill him then there are consequences whether I do, or don't. Alright then, give me construction materials. Corrugated tin, in 10'x10' sections, I will need approximately ten thousand. I will also need about... 12 thousand ten foot lengths of steel piping... and... eight thousand elbow joints of the correct size to fit the pipes. Oh and 16 thousand zip ties."

[Doomboy911]

"Well you're not willing to muscle are you willing to steal?"