OK, as I listen to Virgin Radio, I find that I like the mix of modern and oldies. I wish American radio was that cool. Who else would play The Red Hot Chili Peppers, followed by Queen and David Bowie, followed by The Verve, followed by U2, followed by The Beetles, followed by The Foofighters, followed by Coldplay, followed by Areosmith and Run DMC, followed by Stereophonic, followed by Lou Reed, et cetera?
So, back to the recap. Friday night was Jackson's campaign again. Zed informed us of Moradin's message to him that there were dwarves in deadly peril, and that it was time that he return the favour of being resurrected. He was granted the power of Forged by Moradin, and the ability to bestow and withdraw that power from others who would aid him in his appointed task. In game terms, Forged by Moradin is all the possitive dwarven racial traits without any of the negative dwarven racial traits. These powers will only last the next twenty-four hours, because after that the dwarves needing rescue will all be dead.
This caused a problem among the group, because those in charge had already decided to flee to a nearby city in the Underdark for resupply. This despite the fact that we heard alarms going off before we fled. The wouldn't listen to Squig and Zed explain that they would no doubt use the two or three days we would be gone to fully fortify against our return. After all, this time we had caught them by surprise. Undead don't have to sleep like we do. Three days for us is really only one day of preparation and two days of travel, but for the undead already in place three days is like six days of fortification. But like the unheroic cowards they are, they fear one or two of us dying for the greater good.
Well, it was a fight, but Zed finally convinced them all to agree to help the dwarves despite Syrus's attempts to paint Moradin in an unfavorable (dare I say evil?) light. They all took the Forged by Moradin power except Syrus, who said he'd rather stubble around in the dark and be a detrimate to the party and the plan as a whole rather than take anything offered by Moradin. We ran into Sadie the vampiric dridder again, who came to see what all the noise was from our arguement in the hallways of the Underdark. We questioned, she told us of dwarves about to be sacrificed by both nearby Drow and nearby members of the Cult of the Dragon. She also told us of a dwarven safehold nearby when we asked if there was a safe place to rest the night.
So our elves found the secret door and let us into the 20' x 20' safehold which housed more mining cart repair supplies. Our Harper friend (whose name I forget, but who is the one who was charged with this mission that we tagged along for) teleported back to Silverymoon with cash to buy the supplies they wanted from that other city, with the promise to return in the morning. Our abjurer, Ethan, set up an Extended Alarm outside the safehold before we went to sleep, so we took no watches.
In the morning the alarm went off, but it turned out to be a winged cat with a message it took to our priest of Sharess (Bast in the Mulhorandi pantheon), Delome. He did not share what that message was, but the flying feline will apparently be another cohort for him (due to his Leadership feat). Our friend returned with the supplies we were expecting during that confusion, and he brought a dwarf with him. This dwarf is an uncle of Jer, and thus a member of the Silverclay clan. He had been looking for Zed in Silverymoon. The found a copper sword with the Silverclay name on it, and wanted to remind Zed that the mystery of his copper Alfredson blade and the (I forget their last name) copper blade of the young Dales (our half-demon, quarter-dragon wards) still needs to be solved. He agreed to help us in the quest set out by Moradin in the meantime.
And thus we ended. As Steve wanted to go see some band at Joe's Grotto on Saturday and Travis always attends the Tithe of Souls LARP the first and second Saturdays of the month, Saturday ended up being a Shadowfist night much like Friday midday.
Sunday I went to mass, a great reminder of the importance of this holy season of Lent. The homily was about washing away the distractions of the world and truely focus on God these fourty days. I love how the whole mass changes during this season. It's a great opportunity for us to really examine the importance of opening the Word and the consumption of the Body and Blood. The teen Confirmation candidates wrote their names into the Book of the Elect last night. Soon Easter and Pentecost will be here heralding the entry of new members to our church. *sigh* I really need to work on my relationship with God more.
After mass I ended up attending another online conference for the Harry Potter Live Action Development Team. We only had three of us this time, and it went a lot more smoothly. This is probably because there were less people, and those people now knew what to expect from each other in an online meeting. I feel we accomplished a lot, and we each have an assigned task. Unfortunately, my log of the conference is corrupted so it will be rather hard to complete my task. Hopefully someone else had the foresight to save their log of the conference.
As you already know I had to go to bed early so I could work today, so I guess we're all caught up. I hear that Michelle was kind enough to tell the recipient of our planned surprise party that she was looking forward to his party at Chuy's. What the heck did she not understand about the word "surprise"? Between her, BJ, and other people throwing monkeywrenches into the mix its amazing this is even going to be pulled off at all. But I'll allow myself the luxury of ranting after the whole thing is over.
In the meantime, if you haven't had your fill of rants by Paul, then check out my rant on local cons and their failure to recognise that publicity means using actual marketing techniques, not hs technqiues.
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