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Captain Casualty 04-05-06, 11:22 AM	Hi hoping to get suggestions for a get out of jail plea My character really dropped herself in it recently! dont deserve it but still gonna try to get out of it! So what happened? Ksir is my character - an 8th level sorceror CG but believes (incorrectly) that all law is a means to oppress others. Has a crush on Brun Hilda. Brun Hilda - An 8th level druid. Takes arrogance to a whole new level. anything in italics is what actually happened, anything else is how i will present it. Please notice some subtle differences... A statement for the defence by Ksir Riaf. I am Ksir Riaf, daughter of Donal and Tnouc Riaf. By my word this is a true and fair statement by me about the incidents concerning the 17th of craljit in and around the prison complex. Myself and some compatriots were just whiling away the day when some vicious ruffians walked burst through the gates. Being the public spirited sorts we are we initiated a battle joined in the guards attempts to subdue these miscreants. It is worth noting that we got the Gits good some poor innocent bystanders were caught in the mayhem. Brun Hilda tried to make it look like she had nothing to do with this attempted to provide emergency aid (risking attack from the ruffians to do so) whilst I used my arcane energies to fly me the hell away from this god awful mess to find aid. I find that my attractive physique and striking profile sometimes distract men in the course of conversations so I changed my appearance via magic and then looked for help. To my relief I found that there had been no fatalities but that Brun Hilda had been imprisoned. Thinking this was a typical example of the cruel and oppressive hand of evil you embody mistake surely I decided to remove her from the merciless hell of the prison of the vile and vicious overlord rectify this error of judgement. I made my way to the prison where I then changed into a male form ~ it is my experience that men are intimidated by a powerful women. Needing an unobtrusive way in I accosted and battered a guard for his uniform. A guard somehow fell at my feet and since he was a disgrace to his uniform I put it on myself. His duties would not go undone! Approaching the prison I asked about the disturbance at the gate and was directed to a cell block. An elderly gentleman was kind enough to direct and escort me to the cells but Brun Hilda had gone! I confess that I was so distraught that my self control slipped for a second and my rage manifested itself as a transformation into a troll. The old gentlemen took this badly and attempted to fight me was clearly shocked by this and fainted dead away. Any injuries he may have received occurred during this fall and in no way were caused by me. Obviously guilty that my lack of control had caused this poor fellow to faint and concerned that his duties would not be done I stripped him naked and changing into a likeness of him put his clothes on. To hide the evidence Since he may have been embarrassed at being discovered Au Naterelle to avoid his blushes I stuffed him upside down in carefully placed him in a broom cupboard. I then waited a short while; decided he had no particular duties and went looking for Brun Hilda. It soon became apparent from talking to the poor deluded schmucks you employ Guards who were standing around that Brun Hilda had been moved for questioning. There was some confusion as to where she might have been and I traipsed all over the place before being finally told that she had been taken back to her original cell. I changed appearance once more so the dimwits round here would not recognise me if the old guy had been found that if the old man saw me again he would not be traumatised once more. Re entering the prison complex I went to where Brun Hilda’s Cell was supposed to be. The old gentleman had been found and was ratting me out explaining his state to some clearly agitated guards. Rather than correct his slight errors I decided to walk past him and go to Brun Hilda’s cell and release her check she was alright. At that point the Captain asked for an explanation of my presence and who was I anyway? Realising the bluff had been called decided to fight Relieved that at last here was someone I could talk to decided to make an impressive sight and transformed once more into a troll. It is sad to say that a fight started at this point and I blame the precipitous response of your guards. I attempted to reach Brun Hilda to have reinforcements so that she could reason with them as well. A wizardy type got in my way and I may have squashed the interfering old coot into a paste against the door as I tried to shoulder barge through it stumbled over an uneven part of the floor and tumbled into him causing some minor injuries. Despite this he would not move and even beat my attempt to wrestle him Despite this he agreed to get out of my way though his injuries slowed him down. He initially refused my attempts to aid him but then thought better of it. I picked him up and threw him in a corner with the most trash in it I helped him to a quiet corner and then turned my attentions to the door once more. The situation got confused as I greatly enjoyed pounding the schmucks senseless though taking care to not kill them attempted to get a clear way to this door. After a little while Brun Hilda opened the cell door to see what the noise was and I cast fly on her so that she could flee these goons come in without messing her shoes. Brun Hilda joined in the fight took a part in resolving the misunderstanding though her inexperience with the fly spell made her motions cause gyroscopic effects. Brun Hilda unfortunately used lethal force where I had been merely attempting to knock people out had some difficulties and it appears that the person with whom she was remonstrating suffered serious injuries. At this point I decided that things might be getting out of hand. I stepped away and cast fly on myself. Brun Hilda despatched an unconscious guard I had pounded earlier and then floated over to me. Brun Hilda shocked me showed good judgement in defusing the situation by announcing that she was alright and that she would see me tomorrow then floating back to her cell and closing the door. I was then left in deep deep s**t the room with all the guards plus some reinforcements that had just started to arrive. I shape changed again into a less threatening form and attempted to bluff talk. This got me precisely nowhere and judging by how they were eyeing the dead bodies I thought that maybe now was not the time to explain this away so I decided to leave and never come back explain it all later. To aid this I changed into a giant snake and attempted to fly out the door. Your guards however apprehended me and put me in a snake box that they apparently had there already (the amount of money these guards must spend on divinations and auguries…) and transported me somewhere. For comfort I changed into a Halfling as that would also fit inside the box and allow me to cast battle spells talk when the lid was opened. I waited patiently for a while and then decided to leave. The inside of the box was impervious to the magic missiles but something that did more damage…. Fireball inside a closed container is never a good idea but sometimes it can be the least bad. Considering that I normally had 42 hitpoints and was doing a 8d6 fireball after checking that I was at full hitpoints decided that only very bad luck could cause me difficulties. Schorchio! 38 points rolled and no saving throw but the box is toast! This was when it suddenly occurred to me that average Halflings have less Con therefore less hitpoints than me…. Fade to black. The guards that found the unconscious woman amidst a pile of ashes observed that she was stable but barely alive. It was pointed out by some of the learned that an unconscious mage reverts to the true form and therefore it is reasonable to assume that this may be the man/dog/troll/woman/guard/snake/Halfling that we fought earlier. Treat with extreme caution. Ok I deserve all the trouble coming to me. I did it all and to be fair it was ons of the funniest sessions in the long time. The whole room broke down into peels of laughter when the DM announced that they a snake proof box prepared and I asked him to look me in the eye and tell me this was something that they had prepared for. Maybe you had to be there. Anyway other than picking up some dice and a blank character sheet any suggestions?
Need_A_Life 04-06-06, 01:00 PM	Well... You're doing fine. My former sorcerer did this all the time (well, we just chose not to get ourselves imprisoned, it's bad tactics...) and the key is this; flee. Fast. If anyone recognizes you, break out "save-or-die"-spells. Polymorph Any Object is key. Hitting a powerful enemy with this so-called "Power Word: Toad" is sure to get some frightened looks from your group, follow it up with Fireballs and other area spells to finish the rest off. All in all, great story! If anything like this happens again, please do share! Anyway, Try to explain your side of things to a judge (or whatever), claiming self-defence, wrongful imprisonment and generally tell them that their sense of decency is on the decline, allowing such lowly scum to be guards *cough cough*
club2bash 04-06-06, 01:09 PM	seems like a good plea. :clap: