A round table with 5 seats for your strategic discussions and other talks.
Hi everyone! my name's Stephan, and I'll be playing Lyssa in this game. She's my first monk and my first lawful character. I'm curious to see how she'll play.
I'm looking forward to this game, and hope we'll have fun! :)
Sabel enters the room and grabs the most comfy looking chair at the round side of the table. She plumps down on the chair and waits for the rest to arrive.
Well this is something else from the market stall, all round instead of square and stuff
A Varisian woman, decked out in enough traditional Varisian garb that you figure she must be an entertainer from the docks trying to look the part, comes into the room. She looks at hte two others who have arrived, smiles, finds a seat, and drapes herself into it.
She nodes to Sabel, whom she's probably seen casually in the market districts of Kharum.
This is just a quick hello; shortly, I'm off to my FtF game (I'm running Kingmaker, but this may be the last session as half my players are disappearing for the summer, and I'll be moving during the summer-- one advantage of PbP is that it doesn't matter if you move!). I'll check in with the game tonight.
Are we all guys playing female characters? :)
Ahem... maybe... Ahem ^^
Lyssa yawns as she seats herself at the head of the round table.
It's round, but the chair opposite of the entrance is obviously the head.
"Hello, everyone!" Lyssa says to the others. She then notices Malena holds a deck of cards. "Hey, you got playing cards! So what are we playing?"
Are we all guys playing female characters? :)
Howdy, this is Niles, I'll be the resident Ice Queen. Before anyone asks, yes this character is inspired by the Disney movie. I have young daughters...
I made a few changes to the presented character, namely I went Crossblooded Archetype to gain the benefits of both the Elemental and Boreal bloodlines. Also, since the party seems to be leaning towards the N/E axis and away from G for alignment I went CN.
NE, just because of Lyssa? Malena's counter balancing that. :)
There's still the sole man coming up.
I meant away from G and towards N/E on the Good and Evil axis. There are no good characters, the guy is playing TN. I know you said you wanted a good aligned party, but I think of everyone you chose I was the only one who originally had a good alignment.
Preference went to good and neutrals :)
but I think of everyone you chose I was the only one who originally had a good alignment.
Nah, he posted a link to an excell on google docs, where it said Malena was G aligned :P
The young brown-haired archer steps into the room, his soldier's uniform freshly cleaned and pressed, his bow in one hand and a large sword on his back. Seeing all the women inside the room, he almost walks back, thinking he took a wrong turn somewhere or took the wrong door.
"Excuse me ladies, is this the meeting arranged by that hooded figure? The one with the glowing yellow eyes?" He says as he takes up a spot away from the table, leaning to the wall, his longbow still in hand.
"It is. And what're you doing here?" Lyssa sneers, "Can't you see we're busy drinking tea and talking about those who aren't present?"
Lyssa turns back to the girls. "Did you hear about Mary? They say she..."
Malena arches an eyebrow and looks at Lyssa. "These aren't playing cards," she says, taking out her Harrow Deck. "It's a Harrow Deck. Used for learning things about yourself, and about your path through life."
She flips the cards from one hand to the other, showing a practiced agility in handling them.
"Don't you touch a chair boy before you tell us who you are, where you are from, what you do for a living, if you have a wife, if you play gambling games, if you let the toilet seat standing up,... or if you sleepwalk" Said Sabel with an untrusting look on her face.
Suddenly Sabel perks up and stares at Malena. "What do they tell about me?!"
Grint looks a bit distraught as he gets two blunt and somewhat angry reactions as he steps forth in the room. Then his face changes into a look of agitation.
"Boy? I'm a trained soldier of...", At that point Grint sees that the woman who said it was an elf.
"Apologies miss, one of the long-lived elven race may call me that." He still leans to the wall.
"Well I can answer your questions if you indulge with answering the same."
"My name is Grint Mavric, I'm a trained archer from Korvosa and here to see the world before I place myself in a live of servitude among the city's guards. To that end I've served as a scout among different caravans, the last one stopped right here when I got invited by that hooded stranger."
He takes a deep breath and sigh before continuing.
"As to the other questions, I don't have a wife or girlfriend, I don't really gamble, I haven't seen a real toilet in days until this afternoon and I don't sleepwalk."
"Well your first impression isn't the best. Your answers are passable, but who in their right mind would give all that information to a complete stranger? I will answer some of the questions in return, but not all of them." Sabel said looking a bit agitated.
"I won't tell you where I'm from, that's none of your concern right now. You have seen what I do for a living, I purify food and drinks. I don't have a wife. I don't gamble. I don't need to leave the seat of the toilet up, that's just a disgusting male thing. And I wouldn't know if I sleep walk, I always wake up in my own bed." She waves to a seat inviting Grint to sit down.
Grint takes a seat and slings his sword from his back setting it to the side of the table.
"Hmm very funny," Grint says grumpily as he sits down. "Especially the wife part."
He rummages through his backpack to take out a small hipflask and takes a small sip.
"Out on the road, distrusting each other is one thing you can't really do. I'm not used as much anymore to city life. So forgive me if I seem rusty in my distrust. Also you answered the same call from that hooded man right? Wouldn't you deem that unwise as well? You're trusting a complete stranger as well."
"There are many kinds of strangers," Lyssa replies with a scoff, "And why do you sleep walk, Grint? That's just weird..."
He'd better not sleep walk into my room at night, or he'll wake up with ouchies.
"I don't sleepwalk actually, you must've misheard."
"Though what you say is true about strangers, I'd rather trust a guard in uniform I don't know than a hooded stranger with glowing yellow eyes. The latter would intrigue me more of course, but that's beside the point."
The hooded one suddenly stands right behind the soldier, eyes glowing. The only hint of him looking down at Grint is the glow moving downwards a bit in the hood. He then vanishes as quickly.....
"You said you did," Lyssa replies to Grint, "Don't deny it!"
This man is clearly the type that takes everything out of context...
"Well for a start why I trust the hooded man is because he has glowing eyes, and you definitely don't." Sabel said while looking intently at Grints eyes. "And you just look like... how to put it... hmmm... yes like a snarling dog. The hooded man looks more like a puppy!"
Sabel stands up and walks around Grint eyeing him over. "Yes this will definitely take some getting used to."
She walks back to her chair and sits again with a plump. She looks up and stares at Grint again.
How uncomfortable can I get him?
Grint begins to feel pretty annoyed and uncomfortable in the room. Four women, two of which try to put words in his mouth or take disapprove of everything he says.
When the elven woman sits back down again, Grint stares at her for a moment.
What kind of mindgames are they trying to play with me? Best not get drawn too far into them I suppose.
He takes another sip from his hipflask and rummages again in his backpack for something.
A moment later he gets out a small pot of wax and an old piece of cloth.
"Perhaps I am a snarling dog to you, trust me though, my bite is worse than my bark or snarl."
The he wordlessly picks up the longbow that was set against the table and begins cleaning the dirt off of it with the cloth, then making sure that the string of the bow is kept in good condition by waxing the bowstring.
Look at that stare...
"He's probably likes you," Lyssa whispers to Sabel.
Sabel looks wide eyed at Lyssa and whispers. "You don't really think that right?"
OOC: Sorry, guys, I hadn't thought to check the "Gameplay" tag, and didn't realize things were going! Will post shortly.
I intended to ask about the gossip, but I completely forgot it in my earlier post...
What's the hairy old man doing here?!
The old man starts floating upside down in the air, flaying his arms, before being tossed into a portal..it closes.
"You were saying young lady?"
"All men are created Grint." - Lyssa Kail.
If you're trying to be cryptic GM, it doesn't work for most people. If we'd overlook something you'd have to give more substantial hints than this ^^.
I hereby dub this adventuring troupe "The Ladies Band of Gender Equality" fighting for the superior treatment of womenfolk in Varisia!
He is our token man, there needs to be at least one.
I hope that doesn't mean that I'm expendable....
Aww now I know who was watching us. The little kitty is actually a shapeshifter ^^
That does make a lot of sense if he has been mentioned twice... I was wondering why the cat was important.
Has it "dawned" to you the cat could very well be fluff when there is nothing noteworthy at the time someone makes a perception check? >.>