|Durahl of Highhaven|
As you gather after school to play Pathfinder, your favorite Roleplaying Game, one of you reveals the first of three pictures of original AD&D artwork that came their way as part of an inheritance from a distant relative. With your characters in hand you peruse the first of the detailed pieces of artwork. It shows two adventurers in the background flanked by detailed drawings of intimidating reptilians with weapons and armor. As you all gaze upon this artwork....you feel a spinning feeling followed by a popping of the ears. When you can finally focus your eyes after a dizzy spin, you are in a strange place in a strange body.
My goodness, each of you realize you are in the body of the character you just created with the attributes and equipment of the character. You are on a strange road with a village in the distance at late afternoon. Others are stunned and speechless and must be feeling the same as you.
As your characters get adjusted to your new surroundings, you realize you are listening to a local merchant with a loaded pack mule speaking to you. You have no idea how long he has been talking.
"...an that is why I will spend not another night in that town. Locked doors and frightened faces make for poor business. Why the rumors get more and more crazy the more they pass through the town. I am permanently crossing Orlane off my list. If I hurry, I can be back in Hochoch in three days."
A cluster of building and trees is visible with the stone walls of a temple beyond--ORLANE.
At the outskirts of Orlane, a large grove of elms is vissible to the left, while several wooden buildings border the road to the right.
What the F---! thought Steve in shock.
"What the F---!" exclaimed Strang in shock. "What just happened here?" That the question could be interpreted ambiguously as relating to Orlane by the merchant was the furthest thing from his mind.
Huh? Wait a second...this is awesome! That sounded a little like Steve.
St...trang? Why couldn't he say Steve?
It's me, Mit...threllas... Confused, Mithrellas looks over his gear. He's prepared:
1 (2/day) Magic Weapon (DC 14), Protection from Evil (DC 14), Charm Person (DC 14)
0 (at will) Light, Detect Magic, Mending
Lifting his hand to the sky Mithrellas pulls out his coin and says a little prayer, "Let there be light!
Light shines forth from the coin and Mithrellas continues to be absorbed in his own actions.
There was a frown on Ama's face as she got over the momentary dizziness and looked around with an expression that became more and more surprised and shocked as the seconds passed. She took a step, then paused and shrugged her shoulders, feeling the weight of the armor.. The surprise slowly changed towards bemusement, and Strang's exclamation drew her attention, but there was still a small grin on her face as she took in the situation and realized what just might have happened. She had not noticed that she was giggling softly, which would probably be rather unsettling once it was realized.
'Air.. Weight.. This is not my body.. Then where is my body? --I'm so never making fun of my sisters again. Wait.. whose body is this? I'm.. a girl? I've got--!! Focus. FOCUS. Right now-- Road. Merchant.. Party. Uh-oh...
Slowly, as if hoping against it, Ama's head turned to look in the direction of the village, and the giggling had completely stopped. "This is bad."
whoah...this doesn't feel right.
I look around, squinting to adjust to my new vision, noticing that my hand which held a character sheet now holds a quarterstaff, and instead of my khakis and polo shirt, I'm wearing...a baggy shirt and leather pants?
"what in the world...wait, uhh, I..."
My ears are long, my hair's blonde, im holding a quarterstaff, and for some reason I can't quite think of my name...Elgoron? My character?? What in the blazes was in that box?! Wait...does this mean I actually get to BE my wizard? I wonder...
I cast a ray of frost at a nearby flower/rock/tree, mouth agape at my finger from whence the ray flew.
|Durahl of Highhaven|
What the h*ll is going on?!?, Daniel thinks to himself as he picks himself up off of the ground. As he takes in his surroundings Daniel thinks, Sweet Jeebus! I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Toto.
Palms sweating due to the shock, Daniel begins to pat himself frantically looking for his asthma inhaler...until he realizes that, unlike his normal body, this version doesn't respond to anxiety with the same "weakness."
Looking his new body over, Daniel is generally pleased with the view but thinks to himself: Why on earth didn't I make Durahl taller?
There was a loud bark of (feminine) laughter as Ama looked to Elgoron with raised eyebrows as if to say "you think?", gesturing at herself. "That is putting it mildly."
XR was always one of those "go with the flow" types, and that was being sorely tested right now, but his shock was more of the location orientation, as he had seen enough people panic to know that they were useless while they were doing so. So he would freak out later, when their safety was assured.
After her comment, she resumed looking around at everything-- 'So that's what a glaive looks like-- before returning her attention to the merchant who had been speaking about something that she had not caught beyond something weirding him out in there. "It does not seem as if we will have a choice regarding lodgings tonight. We will do what we can to discover what is going on." 'That sounded proper and hero-like.. heroine-like, I mean.'
Dudes, I mean guys, I mean lords and ladies. I believe thine situation calls for our investigation henceforth. We shalt frequent yonder establishment and procure lodgings that we might better knowth this predicament in all its predicamentyness. Hmmm tis a thing most peculiar of which you speakth good vending procurer and dispenser.
Leaning over to one of the other adventurers Mithrellas whispers, "This is most righteous."
|Durahl of Highhaven|
"Yeah, if you're going to start getting medieval with your speech, at least don't overdo it. you'll sound more out of place than we will."
if this merchant doesn't think we were insane before, he probly does now.
I start reviewing my inventory, rummaging through pockets and such to check what I'm working with.
Oh sorry about the affectation. Kinda thought we needed to do that to fit in. I guess I'll just talk normally. Woah Ama you are a girl now! That's messed up but I guess this may result in an amazing opportunity for you to really learn about yourself. Oops wait I totally care about the opinion of this merchant. Hey guy we aren't crazy. We're heroes here to save the day. I know we seem crazy but we've been through a lot. As far as I understand it you're just here to tell us not to go to Orlane so that we'll totally go to Orlane cause we're heroes and such. Are you a real person or is some dude in the real world speaking through you as well? I hope the dungeon master shows up soon and gives us some enigmatic hint that doesn't make any sense until the end of the adventure.
Mitch looks at Ama uncomfortably.
Given that we already have a drop in the first two days and the rogue in group 1 hasn't reported in yet, I am combining groups. I will bet this attrition won't be our last. Feel free to cut and paste your intro posts in the other thread. The percentage of PbPs that languish is pretty high, and rather have two games hanging by a thread, I'd rather have on strong one. I'll inactivate this one after a while.