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Memsie sleeps as soon as he gets home, shuffling passed new guy disinterested as all hell, "Whatup construct bait". When he awakes near nightfall, he posts up with Reek around the perimeter. Things were uneasy at the cell today, and a night watch is advised. He spends the night belly crawling on...

Can I do some kind of knowledge check for the pendant? Get an idea of what it was / what it was supplying her / letting her communicate to?

!roll 1d20+2 #Sense Motive !roll 1d20+11 #Perception

"Well shit! I have no allegiance or need to be at this temple now and forever at all! Gimme my stuff and never let me darken the lower half of your doorway again!" Memsie perks up no longer realizing why they had to come here in the first place. Something something library, something something...

Wanting to begin pooling their options, Memsie starts running scenarios. "Zanros, lean in." He says in a hushed tone. "You wanna zip out of here? It seems so easy that I'm almost willing to bet it won't work, but dammed if we can't try. Where do you want to go?" Preparing Dimension Door, Memsie...

!roll 1d20+5 #Aint - Will save. !roll 1d20+5 #No - Will save. !roll 1d20+5 #Sunshine - Will save. !roll 1d20+5 #When - Will save. !roll 1d20+5 #Shes - Will save. !roll 1d20+5 #Gone - Will save. !roll 1d20+5 #And - Will save. !roll 1d20+5 #This - Will save. !roll 1d20+5 #House - Will save. !roll...

All group up and use the three day excursion pass?

"Hmm, random solicitation mail asking to join forces and pledge their life to the cause? Totally not fishy. Lets let them bunk with us." Memsie considers what this new addition could be. While accompanying Zanros, he pit stops at a small shop and looks to purchase an attractive looking small...

Memsie begrudgingly lets the halfling take him along for a ride on the moral highroad. "You are pretty much running the show here chief. I'm not the least bit familiar with who we are seeing or where we are going." Memsie prepares to sling spells and get up to shenanigans where appropriate.

"Zanros, what do we have to hawk? Do we gotta steal stuff to hawk? I'm broke as shit and we need an offering. Nobody else from the team is around to judge us. Down. To. Steal." Memsie paces back and forth simmered up from being turned away by a person of a taller stature.

"Idessa, use the sleeves to put on some librarians garb. Mingle with those who are in the main library and gain their trust, see what we can learn." Memsie seeks audience with Muminofrah, to introduce himself as compatriot of Zanros, the devil of spinning sword. If granted a visit, Memsie would...

Libraries. I have no idea how to go about getting into them/finding them, but need to get back on that progress train.

!roll 1d20 #Them sleeves be mine! SLEEVES GET!

I'm willing to do something with this Mummy Mask, but that all came about during that period where I excused myself from everybody/thing. Somebody will have to fill me in with some decent amount of details to what I should be doing with the mask, or where I should be conducting research. I know...

"I've never been so confused and turned on at the same time before." With dominance clearly established, Memsie crashes and rests up in preparation of the library run. While resting he has Reek occasionally circle the perimeter and instructs him to rouse Memsie should anything pressing or...

"Anybody wishing to leave this place has 30 seconds to get to my side." Whenever I get somebody willing to leave with me, I'll dimension door as far as I can into the direction of our house for a well deserved rest. "Whoever decides to stay, check the tents. I wouldn't choose to stay here long."

!roll 1d20+5 #fort save

From the reeds, Memsie remembers tricks that haven't been applicable in a long while. He hexes the cultist 5ft north of Idessa, attempting to put him to sleep. 18 Will save to not go nighty night. Also, cloud continues to stir and storm on Khabek. No non-lethal today.

!roll 6d6 #Thundercloud in the get down stay down. Reflex and Fort save, 18 each. Reflex negates damage, Fort negates stun of one round.