Hot DM's Song of Silver (Inactive)

Game Master Hotaru of the Society

Aye, I'll be delayed/detouring until such time as you state in plain text that I arrive there.

"I figured it was something like that. For time immemorial, Thrune or some other Asmodean, has been rewriting the truth to suit them. The first Abrogail even tried to change the Huntress of Heroes to feature Asmodeus more prominently... And she calls herself a fan of the arts." Your mother shakes her head. "I don't know the official wordings. I haven't been out today." she comments with a bit of dry humor. "I'll let Maybelle know that Thrune wasn't completely innocent, though you know she won't listen. Are you planning on heading back out? Curfew is only a few hours away." She adds with a smirk.

Lia nods. "I met some like-minded folks at the protest, so it wasn't a TOTAL loss." She bounces on her heels. "We've been asked to meet at a place called the Lucky Bones if we want to start liberating Kintargo in earnest."

"By the way, how's Dad doing?" She glances upstairs.

I probably shouldn't interrupt him--he might be in the middle of worshipping Arshea, so to speak...

Oops, cultural chauvinism showing. Adonara shouldn't have assumed that everyone knows Elven.

"Quite," Adonara adds tersely in Celestial, indicating that she hadn't realized she had chosen a language that didn't go as far as she had hoped.

"Dreamweaver?" she asks the man, hoping she doesn't sound absolutely hidebound for not recognizing the name. Is my Google-fu failing me, and should I know what this stuff is? How much it costs, or the like? "I'm afraid we don't have any. Can we do anything else to help you?"

Even as she asks, she sends a significant look around the group, as much as to say, Don't say anything you don't want this man to overhear, if we can't help him to move on.

Go ahead and read the next spoiler, you'll arrive during it. When you arrive, there will be a man suffering from withdrawals from a drug - while you aren't trained to recognize it, you've seen more than one person in this state. Such people seem blinded, at least temporarily, can go into fits of hysteria (and in at least one case, violence), and always want more of the drug. You've never actually noticed someone while they were taking the drug, though. The man in question is on the floor near one of the fireplaces in the ruined building - all of the interior walls have been gutted, which makes sense, why haul stone from a quarry when you have perfectly good stone right in the middle of the city? The outer walls have been simply too much work for the locals that had 'borrowed' the interior stone in the first place. While you may not have looked into all of the drug stuff, it seems likely... as Kintargo does not approve of Dreamweaver. :P

The building is basically four outer walls, with three fireplaces, much of the group is near the man, who seems to have been using the fireplace as a sort of shelter. There are multiple puddles from the earlier rain, and he's lying close to one.

Dreamweaver is not in the base adventure... nor the books. It's very new and local... to the point where it's only really spread amongst the urchins at the moment, so very little is known. Better to seek the things out in character! Don't worry, the change serves a purpose! Even if it won't be seen for a long while! :) Kesin will arrive during this set of posts.

Rexus nods to Adonara, he also hadn't intended to highlight her mistake, but didn't want Rakhel left in the dark... and was following her lead in keeping it less... accessible. "I... don't believe we can." Rexus says, shaking his head as he responds to Rakhel, and then keeps doing so as he looks to Adonara once more, he didn't know what Dreamweaver was, either.

"Need it. Money? If you have money, I can get it." his face seems to follow the sound of Adonara's and Rakhel's voice, though his eyes stare blankly past them. "Ple-he-he-hease.." he sobs, as he turns over and starts to pull himself across the ground towards the group as a whole, gritting his teeth each time his hands hit cement.

"Be careful of the Lucky Bones. A lot of bad went on there, though it was long before my time. And not just because of the bad. The Order of the Torrent sealed up the surrounding area pretty well, made it a lot harder to get down into the basement, at least. All of the worst sorts of vices happened in that place... some of which, where the sun never touched."

Her mother shakes her head at the question of her father. "Haven't seen him since this morning... but you know him. He's likely found some more things to do around town. The coast is clear, if you need to get something from upstairs... and the stew will wait. It won't be good for a few more hours, anyway."

"Even had I money, I don't think it wise to help him get this dreamweaver... it seems to be quite debilitating." Rakhel says quite openly, whether he can hear and comprehend her or not. "However if this is something common in town, perhaps there ought to be an edict against it instead of against harmless things like the arts... "

No worries. Quite a relief, in fact: for a moment I thought I had missed something in the Player's Guide or elsewhere, and hoped it wasn't as common as pesh or the like.

Despite herself, Adonara almost recoils as the man starts crawling towards them, and she can't quite keep the horror from her voice, "Can you even stand, human? Look at what it's done to you!"

All the same, she looks him over for other signs of illness, especially malnourishment. What do you folks think? Send him off with just enough to buy some Turnip Surprise to keep him from starving and out of our hair, but not enough for him to plan on getting his fix?

"Hej, glad to see al...where's Lia?", Kesin enters whats left of the building, then stops in her tracks as she sees the blinded junkie.
Kesin had seen plenty of drug abuse on the streets. Not something she ever wanted for herself...trying to escape reality that way just meant lying to oneself, while making things worse in the real life, AND leaving you unable to fix those things for prolonged periods of time.
Suffice to say, it usually did not end well. Looking at the man trying to follow sound, Kesin speaks up: "He's suffering from withdrawal. Means he'll try and get his fix elsewhere. Not much you can do unless you mean to imprison him and force him to wait it out.", carefully moving to avoid the man as she speaks, then, after a moment, adds:"Also, don't get too close...he may seem calm, but-...", letting her voice trail off, leaving the implication open.

Lia walks over to her mother and gives her a hug. "Right--gotta get my stuff. I'll come home as soon as I can, Mom."

She goes upstairs to retrieve her buckler, longsword & other items before running off to investigate the Lucky Bones.

"Be safe. Don't do anything your father wouldn't do." she calls as you're leaving. Feel free to slide in on the next Lucky Bones spoiler, and any of the above spoilers since my last post. :). The building's exterior is mostly intact, though scarred by flame. Its interior is mostly gone, with the exception of three fireplaces. The group seems to be gathered around one of the fireplaces, talking to a man lying on the ground. If you get closer, his pupils are dilated, and he seems to be trying to drag himself towards the group, wincing in pain each time he touches the ground.

Lia should be entering on or around this post.

"Can stand fine. Just need more." the man on the ground grunts out as he pulls himself forward, his feet scrabble against the foundation, but he definitely cannot push himself up to standing, only barely managing to drag himself forward.

Rexus looks from the man back to Kesin as Kesin shares a more... intimate knowledge than any of the others had on the effects of the drug, leaving him to quirk an eyebrow.

By the time Lia reaches the flame-touched, decrepit tavern, the young actress is glancing all around, looking quite anxious about the approaching curfew. This time she bears a sturdy buckler on one arm and a simple-looking longsword in her other hand as she approaches.

She runs up to the rest of the group. "Sorry it took me so long--had to get some stuff from home." She looks down at the man on the ground. "So, um... what'd I miss?"