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December 17th Session

Tyi's gone nuts (again)

So almost a year has gone by, and so much was not logged…

Sacking Sammiel’s fort and taking his children…
Run-ins with MIssa and her hideous garden…
Hiring on as casino guards to check out a business partner for Ileosa…
Draagus being imprisoned in crystal while fighting invading orc hordes to the North…
Hunting city guardsmen gone AWOL to run a meat shop…
Finding more reasons to despise Handy…
Visiting the old Iron-Dwarf city and meeting the new inhabitants…
Buying a new base of operations and planning its renovation…

Will have to revisit those later.

This week, we finished the brawl with Tyi at the Giggling Griffon Inn. Tyi had (once again) been exposed to Missa’s rage-roses and gone psychotic. After some help from Bontrager blowing out the wall in his room, Tyi blasted back into the common room and pulped a commoner. Pig pulled a similar number charging down the stairs. Esverra and Hero played damage control and tried to reign in their monk-y friend, when a new problem appeared – a psychotic glaive wielding gnome. Tee-hee, how cute, right?
Haelgrath started by laying out Esverra and chucking her down the stairs. It got worse, as he flattened both Tyi and Pig as well. Esverra had enough of it, and smashed his pole arm. As he tried to retreat, Hero called down a plague of monkeys on the stairs. Since the team had noticed he was wearing a badge indicating the psycho gnome was a servant of the ambassador Tashunka the Centaur (from the Sheencat Alliance of barbarian tribes <<note:>>), they opted to knock him out rather than go for blood. Both Tyi and Arkona recognized his facial tattoos as those of the eastern gnomish death cult, but nobody knew what to make of the strange red crystal implanted in his shoulder covered in gnomish runes of hate and revenge.
Once everyone was back to sane, they started cleaning up and found the gnome had shoved all of Tyi’s possessions out the hole in his room into the alleyway below. Tyi spent a long while picking up his stuff while the inn owner wailed about the damage.

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