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No stranger to braids and braiding, Tylaerys would put her mind to remembering those of the blonde giantess to be able to rebraid her one day. Noticing some reluctance with Jirel over the beauty treatment, the young blonde Half-Elf would give comforting and reassuring smiles and comments about the Jirel's new look, even trying to playfully tease a smile out of the grumpy Goliath.
Tylaerys would follow as Finn leads the way to the cultist hideout, offering to turn Miss Binklesworth invisible before she enters. She would then find a place to hide and watch, hoping Finn's familiar would find some clue to where they could find Frulam Mondath.
Hood back on, Jararaka tries to make herself as inconspicuous as possible as they all take the long way to the hideout. She eyes the apparently empty building suspiciously and comments with half-hearted optimism, "well, an empty building is better than a burning one, eh?"
It's dark, but she attempts to scan their surroundings to see if there is any attention on their group, or any sign of people returning to this hideout building.
General Stealth: 18
Perception: 17
((If Yeshil wants to join Miss Binky and head in there as well, Jararaka will cast enhance ability to give her advantage on INT checks!))
The party continues to wait outside. The location does not appear to have any unusual attention on it, other than from the five of you.
Inside:
Misses Binklesworth pads up the stairs to the second floor. She reaches the kitchen/dining area. A hall leads out, deeper into this second floor, a ladder leads down, and more stairs lead up.
There is a single figure sitting in the dining area, playing solitaire with a beat up deck of cards.
Jararaka, you do notice something. While the usual patrols move about through the neighborhood, there are a pair of Flaming Fist who are loitering near the building.
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PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM -(Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown *Red Dead Annihilation: ToA *Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
Finn continues to narrate the familiar's path and findings. Does Finn recognize the single figure? Likely not but worth a look-see... "Probably a guard or lookout. Seems bored," Finn whispers to the others. "Sending her down the ladder, I think it was just the crummy bathroom upstairs..."
[Stealth roll for Misses Binklesworth, please? Quiet or not, I think a cat climbing down a ladder stands a chance of catching someone's attention. DC is 10. ]
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PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM -(Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown *Red Dead Annihilation: ToA *Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
((If Yeshil wants to join Miss Binky and head in there as well, Jararaka will cast enhance ability to give her advantage on INT checks!))
((Will wait a bit to see what Miss Binky can see. If she finds Frulam, we can go in. If she doesn't find Frulam... well Yeshil will probably still want to check...))
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With Tylaerys, then Jararaka, completely disappearing from her field of view Jirel grumbles to herself. She's 'left' sticking out like a sore thumb. The giantess shifts her weight and tries to make herself look busy. "Maybe someone should listen in on them guards..." She mutters quietly to the others (not Finn) in case they were still in earshot, clearing her throat after. Just because she couldn't see them, didn't mean they weren't around right? Jirel would saunter around ish in place, using her body to kind of try to hide Finn, while staying near by to keep an eye and ear out for her while the others do their thing. However, honey hues would scan the ground for tracks in and out of the area to see if they tell her anything.
Stealth: 7 Perception: 11 Survival: 18 (Rolled in log)
[Stealth roll for Misses Binklesworth, please? Quiet or not, I think a cat climbing down a ladder stands a chance of catching someone's attention. DC is 10. ]
[As far as the stealth rolls, I think those are more about 'blending in' to the nighttime streets of Baldur's Gate. It certainly could be about hiding completely, but it could also be about relaxing in quite conversation with one of your allies or playing cards or dice on an overturned barrel such that you don't draw the suspicion of the guards or otherwise look like you are engaged in active surveillance.]
So far, no one has been approached by any guards.
Jirel, you scan the ground but unfortunately the cobblestone streets and stone stoops don't do much for holding tracks. The best you can tell is that the entrance to this hideout seems to get a lot of foot traffic.
Finn:
You don't recognize the lone figure in the dining area.
As Misses Binklesworth climbs down the ladder, she finds herself in a single, long room that seems to run the entire length of the building, on the other side of the entrance hallway wall. The space is full of old mattresses, chairs and stacks of dirty and clean linens.
A few lanterns illuminate the space with dim light. There are 8 figures here in the gloom, men and women both. They are heavily armed, with crossbows, knives, and short swords. They are passing the time smoking or rolling dice with one another.
You also see a door that doesn't make sense. It looks like it should open onto the hallway, but there is no matching doorway in the entrance hall.
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PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM -(Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown *Red Dead Annihilation: ToA *Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
"The lone figure I don't recognize. Likely a lacky or minion posted to call out if trouble," Finn relays. "Going down the ladder now... Long room that runs the whole building. Lot of mattresses, chairs... linens. Flop house and meeting area, maybe? People down here... seven... maybe eight? Armed. Crossbows and blades... Mostly seemed bored. Not on alert currently."
"Going to go back up stairs, double check up there.... wait... wait... Odd. This door... I don't think it goes anywhere... If I've got my bearings right, and that's an if to be sure... But I think this door should open out into the hallway before going up to second floor and the lackey... But there was no door down there. Hidden maybe? But why would you want a hidden door past your sentry? Anyway... Moving Binklesworth upstairs now..."
Assuming nobody shakes Finn to get her attention or anything, Misses Binklesworth continues back up the ladder and aims to check out the upstairs just in case....
Binklesworth Stealth if you wnat it again: 7 Cats apparently have a harder time going up ladders?
Wait, Finn! Go back to the door. Can you see any handles or locks? Finn?
Yeshil got so used to hearing the narrative that she forgot it was a one-way conversation. She turns instead to where Tylaerys and Jararaka should be and asks: What should we do? That door is suspicious AND guarded - it could deffo be a prison. I think I need to go in. Maybe two of us just in case... Yeshil is more than just excited about the idea, she is anxious to tie up this potential loose-end...
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How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
At Yeshil's suggestion, Jararaka nods and cracks her knuckles, "well, Finn said there's a bunch of people in there... My magic can get pretty loud..."
While Finn remains focused on the senses of Miss Binklesworth, she beckons for Tylaerys' and Jirel's attention, "psst, wanna give breaking in a try? Ty, you've got that trick to put people to sleep, and making images appear out of thin air." She narrows her eyes at the loitering Flaming Fists, then throws a crooked grin at Jirel, who had not had a chance to stretch since they got to Baldur's Gate, "if Yeshil and Ty go, we could step in to cause a distraction. The streets can't compare to proper practice ground, but it'll do for a loud spar, eh?"
[Suggesting Tylaerys go with Yeshil for this one since she seems to have more lowkey spells! Jararaka's stuff are all like thunderwave... shatter... gust of wind... and Jararaka and Jirel can pretend-fight outside to try lure the cultists out and make it easier to sneak?]
[As the last elements of the plan are sorted out outside...]
Finn:
Misses Binklesworth climbs back up the ladder.
In the dining room area, the lone figure playing solitaire freezes as he is about to lay a face card. "What... where did you come from...?" He rises from his chair.
Calling over his shoulder (down the second floor hallway that Finn has never investigated, before or now) he shouts, "Hey, did this place have a housecat? One just climbed up the ladder from below. Looks... I dunno... looks weird. Can cats climb ladders? It looks... unnatural."
From the hall emerges the first person you have recognized here, the cultist Brak. "Eh? So what? You're hired to watch for spies and assassins, not strays. Probably just a mongrel alleycat. Get rid of it."
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PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM -(Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown *Red Dead Annihilation: ToA *Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
A hint of a smirk begins to tug at the corner of Jirel's lips as her excitement is aroused. Indeed her attention has been perked. She rolls her shoulders back to join Jararaka and Tylaerys for the quiet sidebar. The giantess rests a reassuring hand on Tylaerys. "Go on. Have some fun with it." She encourages in a low deep tone.
"They've spotted Misses Binklesworth!" Finn says with more alarm than it likely calls for. But quietly, through their link, she advises her familiar to wait and dodge and then scram once anyone makes a move towards her. First corner she can turn to get out of sight Finn'll blink her out of existence and into her li'l pocket dimension...
((So Binklesworth takes dodge action to avoid being hit or grappled and once such an attempt is made she action-dashes for the first corner to turn or such... Finn holds her action of blinking the cat out of existence.))
The guard rises from the table and takes a few steps toward the ladder.
Misses Binklesworth expertly times her evasion, running back, around and under the table where the man had just been sitting. By the time he squats to look under the table, she has already *poofed* away.
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PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM -(Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown *Red Dead Annihilation: ToA *Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
Back into her own senses, Finn shakes and shivers - blinking a few times as she gets reset into herself. "Seems less crowded but nobody is really on edge or anything..." she sums up. "So what's the plan?"
Oh, you're awake... Yeshil holds herself back from almost running across the street in eager anticipation. Her words however tumble out excitedly: That door you saw. We want to check it out. Maybe Frulam Mondath is a prisoner inside... oh, so that's what she looks like? Yeah, so Jara and Jirel and gonna have a biff in the street as a distraction, maybe lure some cultists out. Ty is gonna make me invisible. Hey, how about a double feint? Finn, you could pretend to sneak in, and they will think the ruckus in the street was for you, and might notice me less. Me or us? Ty are you coming too? Yeshil jiggles and bounces up and down like she's busting for the chamber pot...
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How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
"Guards?" Finn asks as she is filled in on what she's missed. "Why not just knock them out before they can call reinforcements or actually arrest one of us?"
"I suspect the cult wants a low profile. I doubt they'll show their face unless they're attacked directly. Wouldn't shock me if the guards were paid off for outside protection, knowingly or not..." she adds. "Besides, do we want out best fighters engaged outside if all goes to crap inside where the numbers are much more against us?"
"What if we take out the guards as quietly as possible then move inside in two waves? First wave would be Tylaerys, you and me. We go in as sneaky and stealthily as possible. You're invisible to you keep going even if Ty and me are delayed. We try to quietly take out the guard and other resistance and then Jirel and Jararaka are the muscle ready to move in and save our asses when it is inevitably needed?"
"Just a thought," Finn adds with a shrug. "Whatever the plan we should probably set it in motion sooner rather than later..."
((Not trying to add planning paralysis but I'm not sure how much a distraction outside the building is going to distract those inside who don't seems to be looking out windows or such. But whatever, let's just get something happening?))
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No stranger to braids and braiding, Tylaerys would put her mind to remembering those of the blonde giantess to be able to rebraid her one day. Noticing some reluctance with Jirel over the beauty treatment, the young blonde Half-Elf would give comforting and reassuring smiles and comments about the Jirel's new look, even trying to playfully tease a smile out of the grumpy Goliath.
Tylaerys would follow as Finn leads the way to the cultist hideout, offering to turn Miss Binklesworth invisible before she enters. She would then find a place to hide and watch, hoping Finn's familiar would find some clue to where they could find Frulam Mondath.
Stealth: 18
Perception: 24
((Finn would suggest that a cat is invisible enough as a cat and that we may need/want the invisibility spell for one of us instead...))
Hood back on, Jararaka tries to make herself as inconspicuous as possible as they all take the long way to the hideout. She eyes the apparently empty building suspiciously and comments with half-hearted optimism, "well, an empty building is better than a burning one, eh?"
It's dark, but she attempts to scan their surroundings to see if there is any attention on their group, or any sign of people returning to this hideout building.
General Stealth: 18
Perception: 17
((If Yeshil wants to join Miss Binky and head in there as well, Jararaka will cast enhance ability to give her advantage on INT checks!))
The party continues to wait outside. The location does not appear to have any unusual attention on it, other than from the five of you.
Inside:
Misses Binklesworth pads up the stairs to the second floor. She reaches the kitchen/dining area. A hall leads out, deeper into this second floor, a ladder leads down, and more stairs lead up.
There is a single figure sitting in the dining area, playing solitaire with a beat up deck of cards.
Jararaka, you do notice something. While the usual patrols move about through the neighborhood, there are a pair of Flaming Fist who are loitering near the building.
PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM - (Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown * Red Dead Annihilation: ToA * Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
Finn continues to narrate the familiar's path and findings. Does Finn recognize the single figure? Likely not but worth a look-see... "Probably a guard or lookout. Seems bored," Finn whispers to the others. "Sending her down the ladder, I think it was just the crummy bathroom upstairs..."
[Stealth roll for Misses Binklesworth, please? Quiet or not, I think a cat climbing down a ladder stands a chance of catching someone's attention. DC is 10. ]
PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM - (Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown * Red Dead Annihilation: ToA * Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
((Will wait a bit to see what Miss Binky can see. If she finds Frulam, we can go in. If she doesn't find Frulam... well Yeshil will probably still want to check...))
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
With Tylaerys, then Jararaka, completely disappearing from her field of view Jirel grumbles to herself. She's 'left' sticking out like a sore thumb. The giantess shifts her weight and tries to make herself look busy. "Maybe someone should listen in on them guards..." She mutters quietly to the others (not Finn) in case they were still in earshot, clearing her throat after. Just because she couldn't see them, didn't mean they weren't around right? Jirel would saunter around ish in place, using her body to kind of try to hide Finn, while staying near by to keep an eye and ear out for her while the others do their thing. However, honey hues would scan the ground for tracks in and out of the area to see if they tell her anything.
Stealth: 7
Perception: 11
Survival: 18
(Rolled in log)
just an unstable unicorn.
Binklesworth Stealth: 12+4 for 16...
[As far as the stealth rolls, I think those are more about 'blending in' to the nighttime streets of Baldur's Gate. It certainly could be about hiding completely, but it could also be about relaxing in quite conversation with one of your allies or playing cards or dice on an overturned barrel such that you don't draw the suspicion of the guards or otherwise look like you are engaged in active surveillance.]
So far, no one has been approached by any guards.
Jirel, you scan the ground but unfortunately the cobblestone streets and stone stoops don't do much for holding tracks. The best you can tell is that the entrance to this hideout seems to get a lot of foot traffic.
Finn:
You don't recognize the lone figure in the dining area.
As Misses Binklesworth climbs down the ladder, she finds herself in a single, long room that seems to run the entire length of the building, on the other side of the entrance hallway wall. The space is full of old mattresses, chairs and stacks of dirty and clean linens.
A few lanterns illuminate the space with dim light. There are 8 figures here in the gloom, men and women both. They are heavily armed, with crossbows, knives, and short swords. They are passing the time smoking or rolling dice with one another.
You also see a door that doesn't make sense. It looks like it should open onto the hallway, but there is no matching doorway in the entrance hall.
PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM - (Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown * Red Dead Annihilation: ToA * Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
"The lone figure I don't recognize. Likely a lacky or minion posted to call out if trouble," Finn relays. "Going down the ladder now... Long room that runs the whole building. Lot of mattresses, chairs... linens. Flop house and meeting area, maybe? People down here... seven... maybe eight? Armed. Crossbows and blades... Mostly seemed bored. Not on alert currently."
"Going to go back up stairs, double check up there.... wait... wait... Odd. This door... I don't think it goes anywhere... If I've got my bearings right, and that's an if to be sure... But I think this door should open out into the hallway before going up to second floor and the lackey... But there was no door down there. Hidden maybe? But why would you want a hidden door past your sentry? Anyway... Moving Binklesworth upstairs now..."
Assuming nobody shakes Finn to get her attention or anything, Misses Binklesworth continues back up the ladder and aims to check out the upstairs just in case....
Binklesworth Stealth if you wnat it again: 7
Cats apparently have a harder time going up ladders?
Wait, Finn! Go back to the door. Can you see any handles or locks? Finn?
Yeshil got so used to hearing the narrative that she forgot it was a one-way conversation. She turns instead to where Tylaerys and Jararaka should be and asks: What should we do? That door is suspicious AND guarded - it could deffo be a prison. I think I need to go in. Maybe two of us just in case... Yeshil is more than just excited about the idea, she is anxious to tie up this potential loose-end...
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
At Yeshil's suggestion, Jararaka nods and cracks her knuckles, "well, Finn said there's a bunch of people in there... My magic can get pretty loud..."
While Finn remains focused on the senses of Miss Binklesworth, she beckons for Tylaerys' and Jirel's attention, "psst, wanna give breaking in a try? Ty, you've got that trick to put people to sleep, and making images appear out of thin air." She narrows her eyes at the loitering Flaming Fists, then throws a crooked grin at Jirel, who had not had a chance to stretch since they got to Baldur's Gate, "if Yeshil and Ty go, we could step in to cause a distraction. The streets can't compare to proper practice ground, but it'll do for a loud spar, eh?"
[Suggesting Tylaerys go with Yeshil for this one since she seems to have more lowkey spells! Jararaka's stuff are all like thunderwave... shatter... gust of wind... and Jararaka and Jirel can pretend-fight outside to try lure the cultists out and make it easier to sneak?]
[As the last elements of the plan are sorted out outside...]
Finn:
Misses Binklesworth climbs back up the ladder.
In the dining room area, the lone figure playing solitaire freezes as he is about to lay a face card. "What... where did you come from...?" He rises from his chair.
Calling over his shoulder (down the second floor hallway that Finn has never investigated, before or now) he shouts, "Hey, did this place have a housecat? One just climbed up the ladder from below. Looks... I dunno... looks weird. Can cats climb ladders? It looks... unnatural."
From the hall emerges the first person you have recognized here, the cultist Brak. "Eh? So what? You're hired to watch for spies and assassins, not strays. Probably just a mongrel alleycat. Get rid of it."
PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM - (Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown * Red Dead Annihilation: ToA * Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
A hint of a smirk begins to tug at the corner of Jirel's lips as her excitement is aroused. Indeed her attention has been perked. She rolls her shoulders back to join Jararaka and Tylaerys for the quiet sidebar. The giantess rests a reassuring hand on Tylaerys. "Go on. Have some fun with it." She encourages in a low deep tone.
just an unstable unicorn.
"They've spotted Misses Binklesworth!" Finn says with more alarm than it likely calls for. But quietly, through their link, she advises her familiar to wait and dodge and then scram once anyone makes a move towards her. First corner she can turn to get out of sight Finn'll blink her out of existence and into her li'l pocket dimension...
((So Binklesworth takes dodge action to avoid being hit or grappled and once such an attempt is made she action-dashes for the first corner to turn or such... Finn holds her action of blinking the cat out of existence.))
Finn:
The guard rises from the table and takes a few steps toward the ladder.
Misses Binklesworth expertly times her evasion, running back, around and under the table where the man had just been sitting. By the time he squats to look under the table, she has already *poofed* away.
PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM - (Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown * Red Dead Annihilation: ToA * Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
Back into her own senses, Finn shakes and shivers - blinking a few times as she gets reset into herself. "Seems less crowded but nobody is really on edge or anything..." she sums up. "So what's the plan?"
Oh, you're awake... Yeshil holds herself back from almost running across the street in eager anticipation. Her words however tumble out excitedly: That door you saw. We want to check it out. Maybe Frulam Mondath is a prisoner inside... oh, so that's what she looks like? Yeah, so Jara and Jirel and gonna have a biff in the street as a distraction, maybe lure some cultists out. Ty is gonna make me invisible. Hey, how about a double feint? Finn, you could pretend to sneak in, and they will think the ruckus in the street was for you, and might notice me less. Me or us? Ty are you coming too? Yeshil jiggles and bounces up and down like she's busting for the chamber pot...
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
"Guards?" Finn asks as she is filled in on what she's missed. "Why not just knock them out before they can call reinforcements or actually arrest one of us?"
"I suspect the cult wants a low profile. I doubt they'll show their face unless they're attacked directly. Wouldn't shock me if the guards were paid off for outside protection, knowingly or not..." she adds. "Besides, do we want out best fighters engaged outside if all goes to crap inside where the numbers are much more against us?"
"What if we take out the guards as quietly as possible then move inside in two waves? First wave would be Tylaerys, you and me. We go in as sneaky and stealthily as possible. You're invisible to you keep going even if Ty and me are delayed. We try to quietly take out the guard and other resistance and then Jirel and Jararaka are the muscle ready to move in and save our asses when it is inevitably needed?"
"Just a thought," Finn adds with a shrug. "Whatever the plan we should probably set it in motion sooner rather than later..."
((Not trying to add planning paralysis but I'm not sure how much a distraction outside the building is going to distract those inside who don't seems to be looking out windows or such. But whatever, let's just get something happening?))