Given that a few people are proposing established relationships with myself I feel that it is only fair to say that I no longer wish to be considered for this game (which also makes this an official withdrawl from the running). Recent interactions have taken the game away from my preferred style and theme. Rather than complain or attempt to force a change I wanted to fade away without a fuss so that no one would feel self conscious or somehow responsible. That no longer seems feasible at this point. Those of you who wish to interact or acknowledge Ruskov are welcome to do so as I am still monitoring this game until selections are made. However, outside of someone directly addressing her I will not be making an effort to interject in the current scene as it would not be fair for me to make a bunch of posts without any intention of following through with the game.
Ruskov pays little attention to the faces that come and go in the bar. So many people, everyone had something to say. Quote: "If all misfortune turned to drinks, I'd be the champion of beggars and the lame quicker then the blink of an eye!" Ruskov merely raises an eyebrow but says nothing. It was easy to tell that there would no joy in teasing this man, far to chipper he is. Suddenly the doors to the bar swing open once again. This time though, there is a strange sight to behold. A large, brown bear comes pacing through carrying a small brown sack in its jaw. It paces curiously for a moment as it tries to find a way to navigate the crowd. "Sergej!" calls Ruskov from her table "Kip kip! Up! Hind legs! There is no room for you like that." With a low growl the bear, apparently called Sergej, raises up onto its hind legs and starts to walk. It does its best to navigate the tables, squeezing through openings where it can find them. Eventually it manages to reach Ruskov table where it falls back onto all fours and places the sack on the table before her. The woman puts down her mug and takes the sack. "Very good, you spoke to Chechy yeah?" Coins pour out from the sack and onto the table where Ruskov starts to count them out carefully. A frown crosses her face. "Ack! Sergej, this is short." The bear makes a sad whining sound. "Damn that man, he always do this." With a sigh she glances at the pouting animal at her side and rolls her eyes. "Yes, fine..." she says and pulls a piece of cured meat from her pocket for the bear. "I must teach you how to count one day Sergej. It's becoming a liability that you can't." The coins go back into the sack and Ruskov once again resumes her drinking while the bear munches away contentedly.
Ruskov uncrosses and crosses her legs again as the woman approaches, wearing a fake smile all the while. Her boots, along with the rest of her outfit, are reminiscent of nobility though they have been tarnished by the hardships of the road. Without missing a beat she offers to trade another barb: "Inconvinienced? Nyet. Look, my mug is full now. You grief has been very good to me. Unfortunate that it does not treat you so in turn." Now would probably be a good time to say that I don't actually mean anything by this. Ruskov is just bored and kind of a jerk. Also a diva (given her archetypr).
So many noble faces have emerged from the crowd today, but there is still more to come. Sitting at a table near the stage is the woman Ruskov and, like so many others, she had come to the bar to whittle the day away. Admittedly it was difficult to ignore the woman who took to the stage to give her sad tune, but Ruskov managed that nonetheless, maintaining a look of disinterest all the while. That is until some buffoon kicked the leg of her chair, drawing her stupor. Having now made the transition from boredom to legitimate annoyance she watches as the man approaches the table of the woman who performed earlier so that he may attempt to...comfort her? Unable to contain herself any longer Ruskov speaks up: "трагический. Indeed, many sorrows come freely in these times. For example: my cup has run dry." and she tips over her mug to show that it is, in fact, empty "Truly I am in bad way, you see. Empty cup; empty soul, yes?"
Vagabond? wrote:
I took Bestow Insight as a method to increase the variety of "tricks" that Sergej can perform such as making him Perform, Escape, or do Acrobatics on command. I'll switch out the two spells regardless if that's what you want. As for the multiclass: Sergej only has an INT of 2 and a CHA of 6. He can't put ranks into most skills, doesn't have the capacity to cast, and is similarly useless when it comes to Bardic Performance. There isn't really much he'd be able to do if we gave him Bard levels. While I understand that there are houserules in play that would allow him to utilize those abilities, it still feels odd to be giving him full-on bard or skald levels. Perhaps there is some sort of happy compromise? Like an ability similar to Share Spells where the companion or familiar can utilize their masters performances? |