The Campaign Builder's Guild

Harnessing the various Void-borne Sources of the Woo in Celtricia requires the caster to create a mental connection with each source of power he is trying to access, then hold it while the other connections are made in turn.  At that point, the caster must create the proper vision or resonance as the power is pulled through him or her to create the desired effect.  Sometimes, this must be done in an instant, sometimes, done in an agonizingly slow fashion.
As complicated as this is, many enchantments and spells are better done with mnemonic or sympathetic items.  It is not as if the spell cannot be cast without these, but without the components it is much harder (and in some cases, the components are needed...like a scrying pool). 

But there is going to be a large additional difficulty factor, normally -20 to -30%, onto the Spell Success.  Please note, a powerful spellcaster in the situation can simply pour in more power to offset this. 

And there is hope on the other side of the coin.  A canny spellcaster can normally purchase or prepare superior versions of a component,  that can also increase the spell success.

Gang, supposed to be on tonight!
8:45eastern

So I'm going to a hockey game tomorrow night. Want to shoot for sometime over the weekend for Viwih's intermezzo?

makes sense here, though we will game the convo you guys have after the meeting in Dilvish hall/

we will be playing the night of the 2nd, at 8:50ish on roll20.net.

we will be starting at the end of the Visit to the Reapers Brotherhood in Dilvish Hall.

and we are on tonight,as the students finish their visit to the Fraternity of Reapers.

another very good session, with the PCs dealing a lot more with the regularity of magic in the Collegium, as well as how to act and how not to act, as the holiday of Waxcrenior, when the House of Death is close to the Waking Dream, is upon the PLayers.

but the feel of tradition, like the Dexies (first year students) making the Jack O Lanterns for the war of the upperclassmen and prefects later (and old tradition), and all the activity around the Quad, was also a lot of fun.

And Enchanter Perrold will be holding the two crazy statuettes for the nighrt of Waxcrenior.  So Pholian might sleep.

Limetom, when do you want to do your intermezzo?

Probably Saturday at our usual time. If not, I'll let you know.

Perfect here.
Saturday is fine, and we can do some work on the Dexdemit Waxcrenior prep.  Plus, maybe you can do some work on the strange sensitivity to the 5th station.
Next full session on 1/16, ok?

Frankly, the sessions have been transcendent.
The students, along with Prefect Connor Bin, on the afternoon of Waxcrenior, are surprised by a strange fox-faced spirit digging around a sunken, old entrance to venerable Gronth Hall.
After mistakenly triggering a secret compartment on the other side of a door, they determine to enter Gronth Hall to try to reach the opened compartment.  here is a portion of the game last night.

Connor..." now...that is interesting I have 2 classmates who can...So ..Fifth Station, huh..."

Pholian Mar: I grumble "I wish I could see things, not dead people."

Tiny Christo tightens her grip on Pholian's hand..." hush..it is our lot."

Gregoir starts down the stairs. " dusty,. very. Maybe a few years, at least."  Clouds of dust move up, but in the still air of Gronth hall, they float, making almost a chalky fog.

Pholian Mar: "Maybe that thing left something there for use after it returned?" I say as I go downstairs

Vee heads down as well.

Gregoir goes first, long, thin knife in hand, cocked behind him.

suddenly, a blue glow ignites from behind
Connor's hand is glowing a cool blue,

Pholian Mar: I turn around quickly

Gregoir...."some sort of spell, giving a little light?  Thank you, we Dexies have a lot to learn."

The group comes to the bottom of the curves, old white marble steps

Pholian Mar: I mutter a quick prayer under my breath to calm my nerves a bit.

there is a black, wooden door in front of the group, with a rounded top.  the door seems locked, with a brass lock with a thin keyhole.  
Gregoir sticks in his thin, long dagger.   And pops it open

He seems quite surprised.
*creeeeck*

Pholian Mar: "Well, that was easier than expected."

LordVreeg (GM): http://celtricia.pbworks.com/w/page/73107272/Old%20Library%20ca

in front of the group is a strange tableau
A glass dome ceiling, with a metal spiderweb  supporting it, though the light coming through is dimmed by leafy debris, and books everywhere.  Sweeping staircases lead up around to a level with bookshelves above, with dimmed candelabra and darkened entrances left and right.   While in front of you, a low staircase leads down.  The Chamber below is more shadowed, circular, with debris-covered desks left and right, circumscribed by books lining every wall.  IN the center is a strange, 4' wide half globe made of metal, on a 2' high circular platform.  It is still in here, with the small of mouldering tomes.

(To Vee): in your ear, you hear.." well. she did find it..."

Pholian Mar: I look around the room. It's heavily covered in dust, I suspect?

Vee: "I know where we are."

(To Pholian Mar): you note a shadowy klaxik in black standing at the bottom of the stair

Vee: "I didn't think we'd find it this easy, to be honest."

the room is coated in ancient dust

Gregoir.." nope..the door really was locked..."  He's still impressed with himself.

Connor.." Vee...where?"

Pholian Mar: "Sssh!" I turn slowly to face the klaxik, motioning at him with my head so that others see him as well.

(To Pholian Mar): he has a small silver axe, in grey maille. and a green cloak...his face is half removed and bloody.

Connor.." I...sense ..something here...  The tall Omwo is handling a silver necklace.

Pholian Mar: "It's standing at the stairs" I mutter.

'Christo turns ." Pholian...do you see him?"

(From Vee): Do I see anything?

Pholian Mar: "And trust me, you don't want to see him." I speak with clear disgust, though can't tear my eyes away from the sombre sight

(To Vee): roll detect
Vee: rolling 1d100
(
5
)
= 5
(To Vee): wow 37 exp in art
(From Vee): I am surprised.
(From Vee): Also leveled.
(To Vee): many things glow here, to you. the globe in the center area has a large, old, secondary glow...you feel a faint pulse from it


Vee walks over to the globe, going down the stairs.

(To Vee): and in a book, in the upper right area, it is glowing in the bookcase more than any other

(To Pholian Mar): she is walking towards the klaxik

Tiny Christo raises her hand, " ...Vee...slow down.. a spirit has an axe in front of you."

Gregoir, moving to the edge of the stairs...." I hate this place. I hate Waxcrenior.."  he seems undecided.

Pholian Mar: "Yes, wait a moment"...."Dodge!"

(To Pholian Mar): you see the klaxik arm up...his black orbs are full of intended malice.

Pholian Mar: I run forward

Vee:  I duck and roll right!

(To Pholian and Christo) suddenly, the cloaked klaxik with a ruined face is in front of Vee with a silver axe and swinging it with force and anger....

(To Vee): you feel something mortal and terrible happening as you roll.....

In the eyes of most, suddenly Vee dodges and rolls, responding to the yells...

(to Pholian) The angry, ruined klaxik still stands next to the globe...

Vee backs away, slowly.

Christo..." he is tied to the orb...she is tightly pressed against Pholian's side.

Pholian Mar: I look at Vee "You said you know this place...what's that globe?" I back away from the klaxik as well, up the stairs.

Connor seems to relax slightly, " well somewhere off to the right is our grate, if my sense is right.  "  he holds a compass in his hands.

Vee: "I think this is the Library of Past Students, but I have no clue what the globe is, hence why I was walking over."
"It is, magical, obviously, though."

Connor gasps..." How do you know about that?  It is a legend to most of the students."

Vee: "Warden Jomak, or I guess his ghost, told me about it."

Pholian Mar: "Library of Past Students?"

Connor shakes his head. " and I thought my life was weird being in the Bin clan"

(To Pholian Mar): the klaxik seems angry...and a small, winged skull is flying around.." in a high voice" must go.....maybe later, but must go..."

(To Vee): a deep voice, in the back of your head, seemingly from behind you..." once found, found always.."

Pholian Mar: "Can you dismiss the Klaxik like you did with the Foxface, Prefect?"

Christo..." I have a bad feeling..."

Vee: "Before he swung at me, did the Klaxik say anything to any of you?"

Connor, " I am somewhat tapped, my friends. That took a lot out of me"  He looks sheepish. " I may be a prefect, but I am still a student, and I poured a lot into that dismissal...and it is very temporary."

Pholian Mar: "Not really. There's a skull floating around saying something must go."...Spoken as if said skull was an oddly shaped chandelier or some other mundane object.

Christo shakes her head, " No but the mummy thing warned me that he was a servant of something that hates us."

Vee: "Mummy thing?"

Pholian Mar: "Mummy thing?"

Christo.." Floating skull?"

Connor..." ok., maybe we go right towards the grate?"

Just an amazing session

Vreeg, you up for an intermezzo on Sunday (the 26th) at our usual time?

trying man....
things have been impossible at work.
should be able to make it happen.

probably missing tonight.....this month blows

It's all good. Not much Vee can do unconscious anyway. :)