[satanworship] Re: Losing the plot. WAS [Re: Re: descent into the depths, yet again]

  • From: "Pete" <dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> (Redacted sender "tadcastervalentino@xxxxxxxxx" for DMARC)
  • To: "satanworship@xxxxxxxxxxxxx" <satanworship@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • Date: Tue, 2 Sep 2014 10:29:36 -0700

so we are looking for the remains to two dead trolls - or we are to find them 
in jail somewhere ...

and we chose to explore some caves for some reason...

Lets gather moss


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> From: Jason Proctor <jason@xxxxxxxxxxx>
>To: "satanworship@xxxxxxxxxxxxx" <satanworship@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> 
>Sent: 
>Subject: [satanworship] Re: Losing the plot. WAS [Re: Re: descent into the 
>depths, yet again]
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>all hail the mighty Stan!
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>ok so... tl;dr... Humph took some dark root beer up to the grogge shoppe, and 
>was imprisoned when someone sensed chaos on it. the party went up there to 
>argue his case, and mostly succeeded thanks to their Mapmaking skills. the 
>deal with the trolls is that they will release him on receipt of quality 
>information as to the fate of two trolls who were accompanying Hadarim the 
>Lhankor Mhy priest from Crabtown back to Alone.
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>(Hadarim was originally imprisoned with you when SW started, and mysteriously 
>died shortly thereafter in the tunnel before the fight with Karvik.)
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>ring any bells? thought not.
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>On Tue, Sep 2, 2014 at 10:19 AM, Pete <dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
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>Stanworship
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>>:)
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>>> From: Roger Nolan <rog@xxxxxxxxxx>
>>>To: satanworship@xxxxxxxxxxxxx 
>>>Sent: 
>>>Subject: [satanworship] Losing the plot. WAS [Re: Re: descent into the 
>>>depths, yet again]
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>>>So Humph is in a jail in crabtown (where it took us around 4 years to 
>>>wrestle a troll) - and we have to do something to prove he is innocent of 
>>>the chaos beer I think?
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>>>I flippantly said something about moss earlier but wasn’t there something 
>>>about moss used to flavour the beer? Should we scrape some off then head 
>>>back?
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>>>I’ve tried dredging the Stanworship archives but it’s about 90% trying to 
>>>debug Pete’s mail and then most of the the rest is kittens dressed as 
>>>Cuthulu.
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>>>r
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>>>On 2 Sep 2014, at 17:51, Pete (Redacted sender 
>>>"tadcastervalentino@xxxxxxxxx" for DMARC) <dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> 
>>>wrote:
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>>>>cat sized then?
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>>>>or cow sized
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>>>>I'd suggest cow sized for a herd
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>>>>So Humph is in a jail in crabtown (where it took us around 4 years to 
>>>>wrestle a troll) - and we have to do something to prove he is innocent of 
>>>>the chaos beer I think?
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>>>>close?
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>>>>> From: Jason Proctor <jason@xxxxxxxxxxx>
>>>>>To: "satanworship@xxxxxxxxxxxxx" <satanworship@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> 
>>>>>Sent: 
>>>>>Subject: [satanworship] Re: descent into the depths, yet again
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>>>>>they *are* larger, so they're a herd
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>>>>>if they were *even* larger, they'd be a club-sized gig
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>>>>>On Tue, Sep 2, 2014 at 9:10 AM, Roger Nolan <rog@xxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
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>>>>>And if they were larger?
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>>>>>>r
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>>>>>>On 2 Sep 2014, at 15:54, Jason Proctor <jason@xxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
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>>>>>>>if they were smaller, they'd be a swarm
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>>>>>>>On Mon, Sep 1, 2014 at 9:24 PM, Pete Ford <dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> 
>>>>>>>wrote:
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>>>>>>>Do insects come in herds then?
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>>>>>>>>On September 1, 2014, at 4:18PM, Jason Proctor  wrote:
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>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>the second left turn goes round a sharp right-hand corner and gradually 
>>>>>>>>starts to slope downward. as you carefully proceed, the air becomes 
>>>>>>>>drier, and the stench of ripe chaos fruit begins to give way to 
>>>>>>>>another, much fainter but no less putrid aroma - rotting flesh.
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>>>>>>>>fortunately the party's ace Mapmaking skills confirm that the smell is 
>>>>>>>>faint because it's distant in time rather than space, and shouldn't get 
>>>>>>>>much worse. these skills also allow Chump, Splut, and Arfa to assume 
>>>>>>>>that the cave at the bottom of this slope is the site of the defeat of 
>>>>>>>>the scorpion man guard during the original incursion.
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>>>>>>>>after some discussion you decide to proceed slowly. beyond the torches, 
>>>>>>>>the blackness is total. beyond heavy breathing and the occasional 
>>>>>>>>forced fart from Chump to lighten things up, the silence is similarly 
>>>>>>>>absolute. after a few minutes of cautiously edging down the passage, 
>>>>>>>>the floor levels out.
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>>>>>>>>eventually the torches illuminate the crushed and splintered body of a 
>>>>>>>>scorpion man in the small cave at the foot of the passage. his chest 
>>>>>>>>has been caved in by a succession of blows from a blunt instrument, and 
>>>>>>>>he is missing several legs. the expression on the remains of his face 
>>>>>>>>is one of anger and frustration.
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>>>>>>>>as the torch grows nearer, a herd of smallish shiny multi-legged 
>>>>>>>>insects rapidly abandons the corpse.
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