So, we each get the equivalent of 183,504.286 gold pieces out of this. Time to go shopping. May I make a suggestion? If anyone wants to buy anything that they don't mind letting the party know they have, have Vyn do it. Diplomacy is used for haggling, and he now has a +29 in it, even before he puts...

I am hoping Vynarkus can tell us if any items not necessarily kown easily to be magic items or artifacts are magic in anyway, such as possibly any of the gems. If necessary, Sigrid and I can then do Identify on them to learn what we can of them.

Laurel would be interested in the cloak of charisma, the Strings of the Celestial Song, and the Deck of Many Things, as a chaotic follower of The Wild Bitch. Sounds just like her to drop such in item upon a follower of hers...

The wand with CCW would be awesome as well.

Catching her breath as her inspiring tune drifts away, the bard searches for a way to get to Marrik, through the treasures, ooo -ing and aaah -ing at the gems and coins. Hearing Annalysei's question, she nods and answers, "Yes, I heard the voice as well, so it wasn't only you. I hold out little...

Repressing her reaction to seeing Marrik fall, and watching Led make his way south to Sigrid for healing, the bard continues to sing while dropping out of invisibility to cast a spell upon the ghostly hand. Then holding her action until she sees where Kaliendriel is attacking, sends it to touch the ...

Heaving a sigh a relief that the Dark Knight was unable to attack her and setting her song to linger for just a moment, the bard whispers " Barxonas! " with intent and drops out of sight again. Staying where she is in the hopes of confusing any as to her movements, she conjures up a ghostl...

Drawing a deep breath at finding herself next to the Death Knight while continuing to sing, Laurel holds her action until after Annalysei and Sigrid tag team him, hoping to avoid giving him an attack of opportunity. Once the Death Knight is disposed of, the bard then focuses on the cleric and casts ...

Kalindriel Ec'urb wrote:[That's no column... It's a wemic!]

[ooc]Oh!
I had no idea he was considered so large that he took up so many spaces.

Do I need to edit? Now that I know it's not a solid column, I don't need to go around it, but can move straight forward, since Led is moving.[/ooc]

Unable to see very much due to the wemic right in front of her, the bard draws upon her magic before launching in to an inspiring tune of courage for her comrades. Once Led moves, she moves forward to stand between the two Glabrezu. [ooc]edited, let's see if I do this all right. Remain invisible fro...

While all this is going on and Sigrid casts protections on everyone, the bard goes over to the warlock and whispers, "Someone needs to get a warning to the elves about what the Glabrezu told you regarding the wards and holes that have been opened in them with traps inside. "Help me compose...

Reaching up and rubbing her earring of invisibility at the sight of the inscriptions to the L-rd of Shadows and The Vile Lady, the bard quietly whispers, " Barxonas! " without any intent of disappearing, and searches her knowledge for any clue as to the meaning of the inscriptions on the d...

Setting her song of Competence to linger for a moment and then looking at the warlock in shock at his decision to blast away, even in to an empty area, after just talking our way out of a fight, the bard asks , "What was that for?" Lowering her voice to a bare whispers, she continues, &quo...

The bard listens to both Marrik and Kalindriel, seeing the wisdom in both approaches. But having nearly exhausted all of her resources the day before, and seeing the determination to attempt the bluff in the warlock's visage, Laurel chooses to agree with Marrik and avoid what fights they may. Drawin...

*whew*

As the warlock gathers himself from expending energy on the door, the bard cautiously makes her way towards the now open entrance and looks over the edge down below.

[ooc]Spot, Search, Listen, all Knowledge checks with Collector of Stories, plus whatever I'm not thinking of please[/ooc]

"There could be a mundane trap, but I don't think it's possible to make one that can both reach further out and be guaranteed to be aimed at the right spot." "What about poison gas or something similar? Could that reach us at the limit of your blast range?" The bard looks around...

"Are we certain there is only one trap on this door? Is it possible there may be another one with a greater range? Something mundane that Vyn's Detect Magic failed to pick up? "But if so, how far would we need to stand back? "Perhaps we should have Vyn blast it, since he does have the...

"Is there no way for Led to disable the trap from a distance or without setting it off?"

The bard buries her face even deeper into Led's mane to smother her burst of giggles at Katrina's comment. When she catches her breath, she shakes her head and says, "Led is a very well trained kitty. These paws of his will do quite well at digging latrines. And while it will take some skilled ...

As the party finishes her basic stew of reconstituted jerky and root vegetables, the bard uses sand to scrub out her frying pan and stamps out the pucks of peat she used to heat the pan, reserving what was left of them to burn for another use. While the pucks cooled, she stowed the scraped frying pa...