Moira Morley

Rules Question: what would be the procedure for grabbing two of their heads and knocking them together or taking one of their rifles (disarm, that I know) and swinging it in an arc at all three of them?

Somehow, Moira knew the lights were coming and like instinct shaded her eyes. What she did not expect was the loud crew of people to come barging on to her property. Her eyes finally adjusted to the blaring light, she saw perfectly clear. Three men were pointing guns at Jack, three men were pointing guns at her. "Excuse me," she scoffed angrily, "you need a warrant to do this kind of thing, right?"

Last question before I post, the dazzle was for the lights suddenly flashing right? Are there still lights on out there or is it dark again?

What was the fort save for? Did I pass or fail?

Fort save and initiative (1d20+13=17, 1d20=14)

Moirahad heard great things about Wilmington Avenue Audio. Mainly that they had an album of her favorite local folk rock cover band, The Vigilantes, covering Frank Sinatra in their own style. This was more of a morbid curiousity than anything, she had to have it! Unfortunately for her it was not to be. Some stretchy red-headed loon in a green costume had beaten her to the music store and was making a getaway with some stolen cash. There was also a loud ruckus coming from inside the store. "So much for that idea," Moira grunted as she took aim at the loon and swung.

Also, what would Well Informed (taking 10, so Gather Information result of 40) tell me about Grab?

Greetings! Dr Archeville said I could join your lovely little crime-stopping spree. Glad to join you guys Initiative (1d20=4)

Congratulations, bro!

I just noticed, no designated drivers? And even the bartender's out? Doesn't bother me (as it helps with the story), I think it's funny though.

"Not magic? Unconcious? Drugged? Who was that guy," Moira rapidfire questioned Jack, "Do you know what's going on?" Unfortunately for Moira, she wasn't blessed with the ability to see in the dark. When the lights went out for a second time she froze, not from fear but for sheer loss of equilibrium. She reached around trying to find something to hold on to. Knocking over a random pool stick, she quickly found the billiards table and latched on to it. She felt around the table to get enough information where she could eventually hop on it to sit. "Well, I could get there a lot faster if I could see the hand in front of my face," Moira quipped as she tried to keep worry from turning into fear.

It's only for dieties right? If my character accepts an invitation for dinner with Hades, she won't be trapped in his realm, will she?

Moira looked around confused and angry, "What's happening, Jack?" Seeing as he and the people he knew were the only ones besides her, she had no choice but to lay blame on them. When Jack started talking about getting the police, she was relieved and even more confused. Still looking around at the lifeless bodies she walked over to Jack hurriedly, trying not to trip over any bodies, "Is there anything I can do to aid you?" Her voice had changed from angry to worried.

Everybody took a mug when Moira got back. She smiled, "Everybody, this is Jack." The people around the table welcomed Jack with handshakes and hearty greetings. "Jack, this is David, Frank, and Simone," Moira introduced everyone as they met with Jack. "And if I remember correctly, you're about to face me," she said picking up her pool stick and pulling the cue ball out of the side pocket. "I've came back from worse," Simone said, leaning back on Frank. There were only four balls left to sink. Moira took aim at the only striped ball and sunk it, but also dropped a solid ball too. Simone stepped up and sank her last ball before the eight. Calling her pocket Simone almost got it. The last shot was set up for Moira easily. "Well, Jack," Moira said looking to him before leaning over the table to take the shot, "grab your stick, it's our turn." Sinking the eight ball, the three other congratulated Moira on her win.

Notice and Sense Motive (1d20=7, 1d20=9) Miss Social can't see the forest for the trees :P

"Nice to meet, Jack," Moira smiled at Jack, "I am Moira Morley." She looked to her friend feeling the affects of the alcohol and snickered, "Are you gonna need a cab soon, hon?" "Nope," Stephanie shook her head, "I'm only a teeny bit into the night." "Hey Moira," Joe called, "Drinks are up!" Just like old times, Moira thought. She got up from her stool and nodded to Joe. She smiled at her tipsy friend and then looked back to Jack, "Well, maybe you and Stephanie would like to join us at our little gathering?" She offered her hand to Stephanie to pick her up from the stool, "We'd all like to meet you, Jack." After Stephanie obliged, Moira gently pulled her to her feet.

I live with Sandman XI (for now, going home mid-next month ). Would it be considered unfair to be in a thread with him? Unfair in the fact that we could just bounce posts off of each other.

By the way, that was meant for more of a disguised way of asking Jack "Who are you?"

The drinks were getting scarce amongst the group at the billiards table. They all started wondering out loud who would go get more. When Moira picked up a mug, they jokingly said it was her day off. They kindly backed down when she wouln't budge from the task. Everyone put some cash into the mug and she was off to the bar. When she got there, she sat down and started counting what was in the mug. This was enough for five or six rounds for the whole group. She put the cash under the mug and called for the bartender, "Hey Joe, we're getting dry over here!" Her voice was demanding, but obviously playful. Joe snickered, picking up the mug and the money, "You want us to keep it coming?" Moira nodded, "But let me take it over there." "Sure thing," Joe said going off to get the drinks. A few seats down, she saw a friend of hers, Stephanie, talking to a new guy. While she was waiting for the drinks to be delivered, she figured she'd go mingle with the two. "Watch out for this one," Moira smirked looking at Jack as she put her hands lightly on the blonde's shoulders, "she's a handful." The two women greeted each other with a hug as Moira sat down. "Who's your new friend," Moira asks Stephanie, looking back to Jack.

I guess it's really description then. Yeah, her social skills and charisma are half personality and half looking good Believe it or not she's not vain at all. Neither am I. I feel that I'm harping on this subject too much.

We talked about this last night in the chat, but heck if I remember if we reached a conclusion. Being that Divine is the child of the goddess of beauty, I was thinking of adding something that mimics "everyone sees something they like about her". The thing is, I don't see that costing 1 point. So would this be a descriptive thing or would I have to plunk 1 point into a Benefit/Feature?

I acknowledge my writing skills are subpar. If you have any suggestions, please suggest :P

It was the first weekend since Moira had quit her job at Morley's. Since the split was amiable (they thought it was for grieving purposes), she was still on good terms with the regular patrons and workers. She decided to go back and see some friends. Plus, she would be the customer this time, not the worker. She arrived early. The pub was filling out nicely for a Saturday night. It wasn't too full, but the business was thriving. There were even a few people she knew besides the people that worked there. They all greeted each other like the great big extended family they were. There were games be played, food to be eaten, beer to be drank. There was even a local band (The Vigilantes, a folk rock cover band) playing later that night. It seemed like it was old times, before her father died. They even raised a pint in his honor. There was nothing that could make this night go wrong.

Looks like you'll be in good (bad?) company there if that guy still plays :P

What this needs now? Darian looking up to find Dr Archeville is not there, and from outside the sound of a car door slamming and a car peeling out :P