2?+1. Szraiels ‘Notes aboot Notin’

After some argument we managed to stick to the plan.  We spent two days crafting and went to meet the tribal chief. At last I have my gloves that let be explode with (curiously selective) arcane energy.

The longer I live the more I think that magic has some sentience or proto-sentience. Maybe it’s not really us using it but it using us. I once read in the most ancient of chronicles that those unnameable and unknowable beings that are all and so in a sense created everything were entrapped. Magic is their essence and every time we use it they draw on us and strengthen until they can again be boundless and we shall become their playthings and puppets if we are unlucky enough to survive the turmoil. I wish I knew better but exploding things is too much funzies.

The chief gave us a rundown of race types, numbers, leaders and what he knew of the spires. Quite childishly ron and aj kept interrupting.. it was just delaying the others ascendance, our progress and worse of all was almost like they were not really there. Interrupting someone 10+ times mid sentence as their giving us information I have never seen before in life. Ironically they thought it was effecting me, I actually hunger for pointless sillyness and purposefully compromising others – happy, happy times. Alas I made the effort to keep them on track knowing they would be most affected should we loose the information, access to markets, comfort this alliance brings and the potential to root, lord over or subjugate irrelevant ever humans.

You really cannot trust humans, even noticing the way they traded and spent in the markets when we sold allot of stuff we had looted from our murder victims. They really are a pack of communists. All their professionals earn the same. Be it profession baker, weaver, excrement dryer (for fuel), book keeper or lawyer they all earn the same for a days work. It sickens my caste oriented sensibilities!

We then visited the radiant muse. Again the gaggle of giggling children made effort to hinder their own advancement. I thought aj was commanding and hard edged looking down on natives and ron was warborn and harsh to all - but really their just little boys making fart jokes for their own giggles. The radiant muse told us about the other spires/spears and sent us on a quest after the other fools didn’t manage to impress her like I had even with dorians suggested use of helgas hexing.

We went of trekking and found the vampire easily enough. It was sitting on a throne in a room by itself. No traps, no ploys, no nothing. It ended poorly for the creature. Its one surprising trick was possessing a frog on its death. We followed this frog and desecrated its destination. My 40 knowlege check was not enough to identify the trick so we kept the frog. On return the radiant muse was more knowledgeable, I almost felt compelled to worship her so divine must have been her knowledge to surpass mine. She squished the frog and ended the creatures reign.

The radiant muse filled us in on the details the chieftain was not aware and we went off to slay some monkeys. We attacked their fortress, sneaking up the side. A gaggle of monkeys attacked with some giant apes. We made short work of them with area damage and spell. We then pushed forward and were accosted by a second wave of monkeys and their leader a great 4 armed ape. They were soon subdued with little real danger and we stood triumphant upon the monky mens citadel. Things became quiet as I looked around for a stick to sharpen with my kukri. I intended to fly its head as a new flag as why not alert the other areas. I was feelin like catchin the crazies!

2?. Szraiels ‘Notes aboot Notin’

Despite being unharmed I knew my pitiful though consistent damage was no match for 3 chimeras. Turning invisible and diving beneath the water with a cure spell on hand a pulled helgas unconscious body under healing her and swam away. When we surfaced ron was close behind dragging the others. It seemed the chimera had made off with the gnomes body and were now out of sight.

We angled to shore and soon were back in our commandeered HQ. It took some time but I was eventually able to resuscitate a very blue Dorian. His back with us but doesn’t seem quite there, his focus is lost and though he can cast the same what he casts seems only as powerful as when he started this trek.

After an uneventful night and some argument a plan was decided upon. Despite tjs insistence that we should compromise our positioning to avoid breath attacks I thought that wasteful as we were now all immune or resistant. Though with the way dorian was losing focus I was initially worried he might have cast the wrong resistance on me.

We snuck-up and made a irregular line along the rocky beach with helga and dorian behind the two large rocks there. Some final buffs, two pre-cast spiritual weapons hovering above dorian and ranged weapons out myself and tj started to make noise to attract the chimeras ire. After 2 rounds of making noise and ron lobbing impressive area stink bombs into the broken keep the chimera came out. Unfortunately at the exactly same time six crocodiles, attracted by the noise, attacked.

 Three on me and three on tj. After the crocodiles attacked me tj pointed out to his crocodiles that ron was also making noise so one went and attacked him. I only wish he had used his crocodile whispering trick earlier as 2 crocodiles each would be maybe doable, 3 on me .. I was worried as being a caster with few muscles I would struggle vs just one. Not to mention against every previous crocodile or grappler I had struggled. I was however confident that having boosted others skills, rushed to their aid, healed them, boosted them, lead them through traps and to treasure they missed I would get assistance. That was soon shattered when aj laughed as 3 crocks bit me and one managed a grapple. Ironically the wimp then screamed when one crocodile bit him. Would have thought crocodiles would get along better than that!

As Helga de-buffed the male chimera while he and a female did a wide loop the other female chimera came out of the stink cloud doing some impressive 3 way sick. Quick way to empty ones stomach I suppose. Ron attacked his croc, tj his 2 and I hacked at my 3 after drawing my melee weapon. Dorian directed his spiritual weapons, to my thoughts unwisely, on the main male chimera.

The two active chimeras breathed; noticeably the females’ breath was only a 20ft cone which seemed smaller than last time. The crocs attacked this time with bites and tales and death rolled me. I knew at this rate the party was heading for failure. Ron finished his,  aj kept on with and I (on my last leg) almost dropped the one that had hold of me.  Helga and dorian attacked the chimera. The chimera attacked Helga, dorian did a burst to heal tj and I and most impressively also came up and touch healed me even as his spiritual weapons slashed ineffectually.

Helga cast to appear decrepit and hobbled away, only the male chimera not being fooled. Dorian was now surrounded. Ron lobbed a bomb which damaged an unwounded croc on me and whose splash melted the one that had grabbed me as aj managed to one of his after some horrible misses. I was grappled again but hacked away as the chimera attacked dorian he healed himself and escaped.

Ron killed a female chimera and AJ followed the male chimera which moved off to get Helga provoking a stout blow from aj. Helgas sleep failed as I failed to dispatch my wounded croc and was death rolled into unconsciousness.  As dorian and helga retreated, the male chimera told the female chimera that was next to me (and the 2 crocks to grab me and retreat to eat). Aj and ron ran off up the bank into the undergrowth and dorian went after the male leaving me to my predicament.

As I dreamed of joining the akasta memory and living another life as a archer paladin highly amused at the double win prospect of making aj so evil that he becomes a null person preferably just after I get to slay him in 1 round, max 2 if detecting evil was necessary.

Unfortunately first the croc and chimera fought over my body and then Helga cast confusion. As she followed the male and the male escaped dorian stunned her and aj and ron now unable to follow the male turned to finish her. One croc died confused and the other (confused) and wounded) dragged it off into the deep.

Dorian got me up and we looted. The ‘chimera horde’ was well worth it, and thankfully we found the journal the gnome had. Both ron and I felt really big after the fight.. almost like we were EIGHT feet tall!

After another uneventful evening, and some argument, we stuck to the plan moving round the coast to the human area. We dot ron and ajs remarkably similar agreement to not interfere and bite their tongues and dorian was to be the mouth piece. I lead them round the waters edge to the start of a wide avenue and no weapons out we proceeded. I waved my white feather as we moved up the avenue. In a great ambush area some archers appeared and dorian started to talk. After (with some gallant inspiration) i saved us from their reaction to his babbling in some useless tounge and ajs idiotic suprise that they were black we were taken to their leader.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=77BOHdscOuY

seriously..^

Despite aj commenting trying his best the leader managed to agree to trade.  Early he seemed utterly against us upsetting the balance of power as it might attract attacks. He got over it and said he would help. He is happy about the bat, that was a pain to their people.

If we return in two days he will have all the information we require from his scouts about the other areas as well as having informed all his people to leave us alone. In the discussion we found out a ‘radiant muse’ lives on the spire in his area and is a female winged snake. He seemed to think it relevant to mention a female is a bitch but will talk to her in the next 2 days to make our pre-introductions.

Apparently each spire has a special power which he will also get back to us on (as well as jeliks gear and a spell book from the chimera hoard). It seems the spire here helps crafting if you can do a performance on the top and channel energy from the right god. Our monster section has something to do with trade etc. On our way out he showed us woodcut/mosaic or something of the ‘monster’ in the water. It seems to be of the sea monster kind we have already slain – only with spikes and evil looking eyes.. Also I managed to allow him to let us stay in his area, on the edge nearest the monster area, for the next 2 days. As long as we provoke nothing.

It seems we all feel good at crafting in this area and ron feels 25% faster at crafting in this area so I figure it’s a good move. The plan is to get some potions together and maybe explore the underwater ziggurat while we wait. I do hope aj and ron can let things lie and allow the trade, intel and craft to proceed. I did avoid mentioning our caravan but figure its best to wait till he tells his people we are friends and after we provide some service or he needs reinforcements. 

Therapy Session of Ron Plunderman #15

Doctor Monroe sat quietly reading through a series of journals and papers; it made for disconcerting reading and he held a deep frown.  Ron lay back on the reclining coach resting his worn adventuring boot on the arm rest. The boots were deeply stained with what the doctor could only assume was blood.

Ron was happily eating his way through a large bag of imported pistachios, rudely spitting the hard shells across the room into the bin. So far he hadn’t missed.

Finally the doctor spoke. “I don’t know what to make of this account Ron, some of your actions were very troubling; the only positive thing is that you seem to have made an effort to befriend someone for the first time.”

Ron rolled his eyes and kept eating his ways through his bag of pistachio’s. Silence followed, broken only by Ron’s loud eating and the sound of the shells hitting the Doctor’s waste paper basket.

The doctor watched Ron eating and shook his head in dismay. “You certainly are a stubborn one Ron. I don’t want to insult your intelligence by making more threats. So could we agree to keep this short. You answer my questions truthfully and honestly and you can leave early today.”

Ron merely shrugged as if he didn’t care.

“How did you feel when Nitchie and Dinosaur girl died?”

“I felt bad.” Ron answered.

“So bad that you drank the blood of Nitchie?” asked the doctor.

“Nope. I just felt bad, his blood didn’t have anything to do with it and if you must know I injected his blood into me.”

The doctor nodded. “Yes the blood transcription spell. Did you know that spell is banned under the Iomedae convention?”

“No doctor I didn’t.” answered Ron. “Maybe if that poofter Titus hadn’t abandoned us I might have known. “

“Do you know why it is banned?” asked the doctor.

“Don’t know, probably because Iomedae is a hypocritical bitch permanently on her rags.”

The doctor ignored Ron’s foul abusive statement and continued speaking. “Well the spell is believed to have devilish origins, a gift from Asmodeus .”

Ron shrugged. “So?”

“So it is therefore considered an evil spell.” Answerd the doctor.

Ron exhaled a long impatient sigh. “Whatever doc, so its okay to fireball, dominate or put to sleep your foes so that you can safely slit their throats but you can’t drink or inject a bit of someone’s blood. What a load of shit.”

“The spell rips the magical secrets from the corpses of wizards and clerics.”

“So?” Ron repeated.

“It takes something from someone using foul necromancy.” the doctor replied.

Once more Ron sighed. “No actually it’s a divination spell, just like a detect thoughts spell, which, by the way, can also steal magical secrets from wizards and clerics.”

The doctor paused to think before retorting, “Atleast the detect throughts spell doesn’t require the person to be dead.”

“Okay, “ said Ron, ‘but what about the Speak with Dead spell then, plus its necromancy. Why don’t the hyperventilating Paladins of Imoedae ban that one then? Besides I would’ve thought stealing something from a living person is much worse than looting from a corpse. And on that subject, I’m sure plenty of paladins have gleefully looted the dead bodies of their vanquished foes.”

“But Ron, “ the doctor said, “I’m pretty sure Paladin’s don’t go drinking the blood of their victims.”

Ron snarled and shook his head. “So? ‘Their loss then. Bloody spineless hypocrites, it’s just so much more honorable to bludgeon and smash people to death, take their stuff but Oh No drinking their blood is just too horrific.”

“Alright Ron, “ said the doctor in a calming voice. “You’ve made your point, but you drank the blood of your own comrade; a man that led you through the Mwangi Expanse to the Monkey City. Did you feel no remorse? No respect for what he did? Did you really think it was appropriate?”

Ron gave the doctor a crooked smile and shook his head. “Hey I was the one that wanted to use a raise dead scroll to bring one of them back. I was the one that cut their hands off in case we could get them resurrected.”

The doctor shook his head, ‘But you also looted their bodies, left them to rot … and drank their blood. How would you feel if they did that to you?”

Ron laughed. “I’d say go right ahead. Only too happy to help. Dead people are dead, they don’t care about their blood or what they are wearing. As for looting, Doctor, I thought you had studied us adventurers? We take everything of value, even if it’s bolted to the floor.”

“Hmm , “ the doctor sounded. “Clearly I’m not going to sway your argument, but you need to understand that most people see that kind of things as disrespectful.”

“I’m not most people.” Ron quickly replied.

“Evidently not.” Said the doctor.

There was more silence, broken once more by the sound of pistachio shells hitting the bin. Finally Ron spoke. “Okay I answered honestly can I go now?”

“Alright. See you tomorrow then.”

Session 25 Summary

The group marches another day after dispatching the piratical exploration group and meet up with their main party.  It is quickly agreed that they should head straight for the ruins of Saventh-Yhi, which they do.  They come across a split in the trail, and decide to cross both ways taking out some pteranodons and crocs, move on to defeat an anty ghost, recovering a nearly ruined journal (he repeated "It's mine" a couple of times, and went after the +2 hit and damage item), moved into the city where a charau-ka patrol was met, and one was bargained with.  The group decided to head into "monster district" where they found some savage monkey-men, bigger than the charau-ka, and killed a few.

	xp		Dorian	Szraiel	Helga	Ron	AJ
	Start		37489	39789	37589	40039	38039
3	Pteranodons		720	720	720	720	720
4	Crocs		640	640	640	640	640
1	Ghost		640	640	640	640	640
2	Charau-Ka		480	480	480	480	480
1	Dire Ape		160	160	160	160	160
6	Ketches		960	960	960	960	960
	RP - Original Journals		0	0	0	350	0
	End		41089	43389	41189	43989	41639

Therapy Session of Ron Plunderman #14

“So Ron, tell me about Gelik.” Doctor Monroe quietly asked

Ron grunted and scratched his chin, “Gelik is a gnome.”

The doctor nodded. “Come on Ron, you know I know that. Tell me about how you met him …”

“I met him a long time ago on a really stupid island…”

The doctor shook his head, “No Ron. I was going to ask how you meet him in the monkey city.”

“Oh. That’s easy;  a chicken shit pathfinder dumped his body with us then ran away.”

The doctor nodded. “Yes I know he ran because you scared him.”

Ron laughed to himself. “I know, he looked like a man to me, but he must have had a vagina.”

“Be that as it may Ron, tell me what happened when Gelik woke up.” The doctor asked

Ron shrugged. “To be honest I don’t quite remember; all I remember was being highly agitated. I was bored. AJ was harping on about defenses and tar pits it was driving me up the wall. Then there was Dorian having a girlie little giggle about shitting on the stairs. They’re all a bunch of freaks. I really don’t get why none of them are here.”

The doctor took a few moments to slowly read through some of his notes; after a while he seemed to find what he was looking for. “Let me see … Ron abused Gelik before suddenly smashing him with his morning star. It was a totally unprovoked attack.” The doctor looked back up at Ron, “Does that sound about right?”

Ron shrugged if not caring. “If you say so, though I bet it wasn’t unprovoked, the little bastard probably earned it. As I said I don’t clearly remember. I don’t think I was at my best that day.”

The doctor’s ears pricked up, “What do you mean not your best? Do you often have days like that.”

Ron closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. “Yes … I mean I don’t know. Aren’t you listening?  I was agitated. AJ and Dorian were pissing me off. The whole thing was pointless. Everyone was acting weird.”

“Weird? In what way?” the doctor queried

Ron exhaled a long sigh before answering the doctor. “Well I don’t understand what happened with the snakeman”

The doctor looked up confused, “You mean Szariel?”

Ron quickly shook his head. “No not Szariel … well yes … he was part of it but not him. Szariel isn’t really a snakeman anyway. He’s really just a human with some throwback genes.”

“Ron.” The doctor interjected. “You’re really not making much sense. What on earth are you talking about.”

Ron took another breath. “Well things were good. I was … liking the way things were going. We were exploring, looting, killing off stupid creatures that had no right to be living and then suddenly Szariel invites a snakeman to join us. He offered him our treasure … my share of treasure. I couldn’t understand why? He was trouble, I could see it. We should’ve killed him on sight, but we let him join us.”

“Okay … “ the doctor said. “So go on, how did that make you feel? Were you jealous?”

Ron glared at the doctor. “Would you fuck off with your stupid “how do you feel “ questions.  Why would I be jealous of a snakeman. He was trouble. I knew it, but no one would listen to me. Eventually I told it to fuck off and it did. I should’ve killed him as he left. I don’t get why I didn’t do that, I knew it wasn’t over, I knew he would be back.”

“Well Ron, cutting a defenseless person without provocation is basically murder. ..”

“He was a mage, he was hardly defenseless…” Ron retorted.

The doctor shook his head, “nevertheless he was walking away, not doing you any harm, so it would’ve been murder.”

Ron shook his head with firmly set jaws. “I knew he was up to no good, he was planning something. He knew it and I knew it. I should’ve attacked him there and then, but suddenly  everyone else had gone all soft. That’s what happens when you have a half-queer hanging around too long. You catch what he’s got.”

The doctor wrote something down in his book before speaking. “Ok Ron, but what does this have to do with Gelik?”

“Well the snakeman came back, tried to kill us. So I was right… I got mind controlled… “ Ron spat on the floor of the doctor’s office.

“Ron!” The doctor objected. ‘Please don’t do that. That’s a genuine Chelaxian Rug.”

“… sorry Doc, don’t like mind control …  eventually I broke free of it and me and AJ killed the snakeman.”

“That’s fantastic Ron, but getting back to Gelik.”

Ron scowled in annoyance. “yeah yeah. Look if you want me to get all pissed off, you are going about it the right way. My point is we should’ve killed the snakeman. Everyone should’ve known that.”

“Well … “, the doctor began to speak but Ron held up his hand and cast an angry glare towards him.

“THEN, when we were in that stupid snake temple; Chinkie and his friends came along. I tried to lure them into a trap but Dorian screwed it up so they fled. We should’ve hunted them down and killed them too.”

“Well how … “, the doctor started but again he was cut off by Ron.

“So add AJ’s anal fixation with fortifying the temple and Dorian being a poofter, then Gelik shows up. He starts mouthing off … well screw it I think. There’s been enough non-killing. So I smash him down. Every one of those other groups are out to get us, they wouldn’t hesitate to kill us yet suddenly we are all oooh can’t do that, that would be wrong.”

“I’m not a violent man Doc … well wait no. Look I’m not some kind of murder vagrant. I don’t kill people for no reason. I’m not interesting in killing people just because I can, but gees it was getting ridiculous. I didn’t know what was going on.”

Ron stood up, clearly agitated and started to pace the room. “It’s not like they were innocent, they weren’t babies or pregnant women. They were warriors and it was meant to be a fight to the death to get to the Savanth Yah. This was a man’s game.”

“Okay Ron, it’s okay I understand what you are saying. You felt the rules had changed…”

“Yes!” Ron said.

“It made you feel uncomfortable.”

“Yes!” Ron said again.

The doctor paused and watched Ron pace.  “I think you had started to feel like you were fitting in Ron”

Ron momentarily stopped and looked at the doctor in annoyance but he said nothing and continued to pace.

The doctor continued to watch Ron for a while before continuing , “But Gelik didn’t die did he? He was immediately rescued by Dorian.”

Ron nodded.

“After that you apologized to him.”

Ron nodded again without speaking.

“You apologized because you felt bad about what happened.” The doctor theorized.

Ron continued to pace though he had started to clench his teeth.

“Perhaps you felt embarrassed about what you did? Perhaps you felt you had lost face with your friends.”

Ron clenched his fists, his neck veins were starting to show.

“This is what I have been trying to get out of you Ron. Clearly you are not completely without empathy. You felt something, knew you had crossed a line…”

Finally Ron exploded. “I said no more of that pansy love-in stuff. Bloody hell. We were adventurers, not bloody wet nurses.”

With that Ron spat once more on the doctor’s Chelaxian Rug then stormed out of the office.

"Murderhobos Paradise"

As I walk through the city that the peasants maintain

I take a look at my purse and realize its almost drained 
But thats no problem for a MurderHobo you see 
Filling it back up to the brim is mere simplicity

At 4:30 in the morning I'm killin' drows
Jebediah offs the kobolds and Jacob scowls... fool

I've be killin and looting so long that 

Even Gorum thinks that my mind is gone

I'm a man on the land and go into dungeons
Got Chaotic good on my sheet, barabzu beard on my chin

But if I make all my DC's, and you make all thine
We'll wrack up prestige like its 4099

We been spending most our lives
Living murder hobo's paradise
Commited arson once or twice
Living murder hobo's paradise
It's hard work to sacrifice
Peasants in a Hobos paradise
plus twelve to all my dice
rollin murder hobos paradise

A venture captain irked me somethin fierce last week
I cursed him out and gave a lot of cheek
I really don't care, in fact I wish him well
'Cause I'll be laughing my head off when he sees the DC of my spell

But I ain't never slain a newbie even if he deserved it
Hittin Level seven? Now we can fry him a bit

Smash the I-win buttons till the monster goes splat
And my party agrees this loot is pretty phat...fool

If you get arrested there's nothing to fear
We Haven't even take the paid taxes in 400 years.

But we ain't really Heroes, even if we put on airs
We're just moralthically impaired

There's no laws no, rights, no justicar
Not a single shred mercy
Like Dralneen in the bedroom
Its barbaric as can be

We been spending most our lives
Livin Murder hobo's paradise
Commited arson once or twice
Livin murder hobo's paradise
Nothing but sin and vice
Living murder hobo's paradise
We all fight we don't play nice
Livin murder hobo's paradise

Killin all the townsfolk, Its why they call him Cutter
Rais a level monday, Soon I'll raise another

Think you're really righteous? Think you're pure in heart?
Well I know I've got more hit points so I'll give you a head start

I'm the pious guy the little pallies wanna be like
Slayin foes day and night scorin' points for the afterlife
So don't be vain and don't be whiny
Or else, my brother, I might have to get medieval on your heinie

We been spending most our lives
Living murder hobo's paradise...

Session 24 Summary

The intrepid adventurers decide to wait in Tazion for the other factions to arrive, and to ambush them all in a completely non-murderous way.  AJ sets about fortifications while everyone else does nothing.

One group arrives, and are chased away by Ron.  A few days later, and Gelick Aberwhinge arrives, unconscious, with a mounted man.  Gelick is left to the party after the mounted man is run off by Ron.  Gelick agrees to join the party when given an offer he couldn't refuse by Ron.

Everyone gets bored, so the plan changes and the party leave the ziggurat.  On the way out of town Szraiel spots a monkey man watching the group and negotiates with him - the goods taken from the bodies of the pathfinders killed by the monkey men in exchange for the party leaving the ruined town, never coming back and incedentally not burning the whole place down.

Towards the end of he groups first day of backtracking in the hopes of finding their caravan, the group come across another faction.  This one does sport a surprising number of peg legs, eye patches, parrots and cutlasses, and a brawl ensues and once more the effectiveness of rangers is displayed for all to see.  Sadly, the party's NPCs are both killed in the fight, but the group makes out like bandits with the loot from their vanquished piratical foes.

Everyone is now 7th level, and the loot is:

13	Light Horses
2	Light Horses (Combat Trained)
19	Potion of Cure Light
8	Half Plate
8	Heavy Crossbow
40	Bolts
8	Halberd
8	Heavy Flail
9	Sap
1	Full plate
1	Masterwork Guisarme
1	Javelin
2	Nets
2	Masterwork Chain Shirt
4	Masterwork Buckler
2	Masterwork Battleaxe
2	Dagger
2	+1 Composite Longbow (+3 Str)
80	Arrows
20	Cold iron Arrows
20	Alchemical Silver Arrows
2	Antitoxin
2	Masterwork Studded Leather
2	Masterwork Shortbow
2	Short swords
2	Eyes of the eagle
2	Magnifying glasses
2	Masterwork Thieves' Tools
2	Sunrods
2	Oil of magic weapon
2	Thunderstones
2	+1 studded leather
2	Javelins of lightning
2	kukris
2	Masterwork composite longbow (+3 str)
2	Masterwork Spears

xp		Dorian	Szraiel	Helga	Ron	AJ
Start		34769	37069	34869	37319	35319
8 Guards		640	640	640	640	640
1 Officer		160	160	160	160	160
2 Monster Hunters		640	640	640	640	640
2 Tomb Raiders		640	640	640	640	640
2 Raiders		640	640	640	640	640
End		37489	39789	37589	40039	38039