Dane: [GM] The journal contains details of the expedition to Colton. Dillon Johnson appears to have been financially backing what could be best described as a "grave robbing holiday": the grunts he hired would do the heavy lifting for him and take loot from the tomb as payment so long as he got first dibs on anything he deemed of historical value. It seems Mr. Johnson was legitimately interested in becoming an authority on ancient Velthri Empire period. You do notice that there's something odd about the way he writes though: his script seems peculiar and there's odd turns of phrase you don't quite recognize. I'll do some rolls about it.
Dane: [GM] Kyle. Bailey recognizes that the way he writes has been modified to resemble Old Velthri script, but it's still contemporary Imperial. So like stupid font they use on Chinese food containers. The turns of phrase that recur in the journal are expressions used in Old Velthri to praise their gods. Specifically, they believed that they needed to be spoken after mentioning a god's name to show respect.
Ian: [OOC] I'm kind of oddly curious how Bailey of all people would have known that, even with a roll.
Dane: [GM] It was kind of odd, everyone failed and he got a crit.
Kyle: [OOC] Bailey is a worldly guy. Seen all kinds of people, been to all kinds of places.
Soo: [OOC] And missed shooting at every single one of them.
Ian: [OOC] More importantly, why are we reading this book out here... next to a burning city block... which might be legally our problem?
Joe: [OOC] I don't actually remember any of us saying we were reading the book either.
Dane: [GM] You didn't. I'm forcing you to have read it. You people are getting reckless with plot materials so I'm getting the exposition out there before you people turn the journal into rolling papers or something.
Joe: [OOC] Oh ye of little faith Dane. We wouldn't do that. Make it into origami hats perhaps...
Dane: [GM] Sit down, shut up and eat you goddamn exposition pie.
Soo: [OOC] We should come to a conclusion quickly guys. We're caught between a wall of burning buildings letting off arsenic paint fumes and the only thing more dangerous: a pissy GM.
Ian: [Mari Shasho] Mari shrugs as she looks over the shoulder of... whoever was reading. "It seems to me that Mr. Johnson was actually kind of into Old Velthri religion."
Joe: [GR-210] "And his wife attacked us before we could get our hands on this book. You know what that means..."
Soo: [Kali dVostog] Kali looks at the others. "Should I?"
Kyle: [Bailey Hunt] "Doomsday cult dedicated to old gods. Always a doomsday cult dedicated to old gods."
Soo: [OOC] Is it too late to switch to a magic school that lets me learn these cliches as quickly as everyone else does?
Joe: [OOC] A Daneomancer would be pretty sweet,but the point cost is prohibitive to say the least.
Kyle: [OOC] And all the good spells are in the Daneomancy (Fucking With Him) sub-school, so you really need to frontload a lot of points to be useful.
Ian: [OOC] There are a couple things that are never good in RPGs Soo: polytheistic religions of extinct societies, empires, nobles who aren't aggressively characterized otherwise and anyone in the career track of steward/vizier/advisor/regent/spymaster.
Soo: [OOC] It must be so relaxing being able to judge things so quickly.
Joe: [OOC] It certainly keeps my MMT down.
Soo:[OOC] Dare I ask?
Joe:[OOC] Meet-to-Murder-Time: the period of gameplay between first encountering a character and their brain matter first encountering a wall.
Ian: [OOC] The manner in which Soo finds all of this alien kind of makes me wonder if she's new or if we're horrible.
Kyle: [OOC] Maybe perhaps it is players who are the real monsters.
Soo: [OOC] Don't say that: Joe will murder us for loot.