Ragnarr: After a Very Strange Day

I'm really worried about the effects of Papa Lad's amulet. We know that it's doing something bad to him, since usually things that kill you when you try and take them off aren't of the good and shiny sort. But the effect that it's had has been very, very strange.

He seems... giddy. Childlike. And possessed of the kind of humor you usually only find among veteran healers, the kind that have been fighting plague for too damn long. He spent a long, long time tossing things into a circle of protective power, trying to short it out. Which is kind of odd and pointless, by itself.

But then he started using the body of the bastard who wouldn't let us by. Tied a rope around his leg and tossed him.

Which was funny, in a gallows humor sort of way. But very unlike Arcadius.

And that was before he let the gnome play with cannons. None of us died, and I'm happy to say that we seem to have scared off most of the bloody pirates with our experiments. It seems they can tell from the other side of walls that we have no bloody clue what we're doing with the thing. We're operating off a story Laddette heard one time, about this friend of hers whose brother was in a play, and in the play they talked about firing a cannon.

If you don't believe that we're not under divine protection after that worked, it gets weirder.

I can heal Laddytron. I can heal the bloody robot.

I want to try casting a status on it tomorrow. I don't even know if I'll be able to figure out how it's doing. I mean, with most of the Paladins I have at least some idea of what they should feel like normally: like me, but less sore and more sober. But what in Hel's name is a tin can supposed to feel like in the first place?

At least there's some kind of normalcy in all this. We got shot at. Quite a bit. And I've found myself trying to explain to hostile individuals who we are and what, exactly, we're doing in their house.

Mind you, we're in the middle of the ocean. But at least it's easier to explain than "Why, no, I happen to have gated into the middle of your manor house in the middle of the plane of water entirely on accident. Don't mind me." So there's that.

Oh, Pelor. Looks like Laddette is about ready to blow up something else. I'd best be ready to heal.