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Hey folks. I just logged on for the first time in almost two months. I've been dealing with some addiction stuff, mental health stuff, and general life stuff. I don't think I'll be able to continue with the various games I've committed to online, but wanted to jump on and say that I appreciate all of you for reaching out and trying to work with me. Thank you and good luck in your future adventures! Richard
Tarketh snatches the shimmering beetle from the cobblestones, holding it up in triumph as he dashes through the legs of Sandpoint's citizenry, Orvis trailing behind. "Whoooohoo! I found a treasure!" He emerges from the throng, both hands clasped around the bug as he approaches Old Man Voon and his friend, whose name Tarketh could never remember. "Vooooon! I found a treasure! Wanna buy it?" He asks, lifting one hand just enough to give a peek at the beetle held between his palms. He runs past James on his way, oblivious to the plans he'd made earlier in light of his recent acquisition.
I'm down with starting back up during the 2nd week of January. I kind of like the idea of 2 PCs, or maybe a past/future thing, with the same character in two different times?!
Hey GM Sappy, where are we at on this game? Odds we'll pick it back up again?
Hey folks. I'm writing to all of my games to let you know that I'm going through some stuff right now. A dear friend of mine just passed away, and the past few days have been rather hectic, with friends and family visiting from out of town, a memorial service this afternoon, etc. I'm not abandoning anyone, but I do appreciate your patience and understanding while I take a couple of days to get things sorted. I estimate I'll be back sometime before the end of this week. Thank you.
Tarketh cheers with James in the alley, laughing. "I can't believe I got to call him a ********! We ought to go before the sheriff gets here, though!"
Tarketh cackles, patting his thigh with one hand. "Come on, Orvis. I can see we're not welcome here." He skips out of the store and down the road a bit, ducking into an alley nearby to reconvene with the others.
Tarketh stares at the bird flying out of the window, clearly in awe. "Whooooaaaa. You have your own Orvis? Here I thought you were just a mean old ********, not a cool old ********! He is hoping to buy time, causing a ruckus and distracting the owner of the store from James' creeping.
"I en't got any money for potions, so I s'pose I'm just here to waste your time!" Tarketh sticks his tongue out, giggling as Orvis the mongoose scampers up onto his shoulder.
"If you're looking for something else, you won't find it!" Tarketh repeats the statement, his tone mocking and juvenile. He sticks his tongue out. "How do you know that? We're looking for a rat-man, not an explanation! You seen him?"
Tark steps forward, his chin raised in defiance. "If it's a swearword, why are you grown-ups sayin' it in front of us? Huh? 'Sides, we're here lookin' for something. That's what your store is here for, right?"
Tarketh follows immediately behind Sammy, doubling over in laughter at her brazen statement. "Yeah, a real ********! You oughta know the one! Takes one to know one, 's what I heard!"
Tark giggles and follows Sammy and James around the corner. "It don't matter what a ******** is, we know our ******** is in Pillbug! Let's go get our reward from the cat-woman!"
"Can't play Whistleball by yourself, James! I'm the one who plays Whistleball too, en't I?" He half-whispers the question, trying to pay attention to Lucy as she conducts her business with the adults.
Tarketh sidles up beside Lucy. "It's true! We gotta find 'im! Pleaaaaase, mister?"
My gosh, I'm sorry to hear this. I wish you well, while you deal with an unimaginable tragedy.
Tark and Orvis follow behind the others, cackling wildly. "I want my share of the treasure, since I was the one to talk to the cat-woman!" The boy says, loudly.
Tarketh nods emphatically. "Yeah! Malaketh! Someone should go talk to him! I'm not too good with grown-ups, though."
"Awww, heck, I reck'n I could. Me and Orvis'll find that rat-man in a jif! Hey, Cat-woman! How long ago'd this Raheed fella come into Sandpoint?"
Tark laughs at Ileyna's suggestion. "The other kids are stupid, and I don't want to share our real treasure with them! I think we should just go find him!"
Tark shakes his head furiously, delight apparent on his face. "No'm! I en't never hunted a treasure, but I wanna reeeeeeal bad! Have you ever hunted a treasure?"
Congratulations!
Tark pockets his new trinkets and stares up at the cat lady. "Hey! 'Choo want?" he asks, approaching the woman cautiously.
Tark pouts to himself as Sammy answers the riddle correctly. He reaches down instinctively for Orvis, petting the small creature.
Tark nudges Sammy playfully, his grin widening. "A duck's feathers never get wet! And they're in the water all the time!"
Tark jumps in fright when Sammy appears beside him. He hadn't been paying much attention, as he was trying to come up with a riddle. "Oh, please do! I love riddles!"
Tark giggles at the man's riddle, shrugging for a moment, his brow furrowed as he ponders. At his feet, Orvis the mongoose takes a deep breath and then holds it, pawing at Tark's ankle. When the young boy looks down to see what Orvis is doing, he guffaws loudly. "A BREATH! That's a great riddle! I like it!"
Tark scampes over to the riddle-man, a grin on his face. He plops two coppers onto the countertop, baring his teeth in a wide smile.
I actually agree with James! I'll keep things as-is.
I didn't think we could cast Detect Magic, since we have CL 0, and the duration is 1 min/level?
Tark frowns at Ileyna, his voice apologetic. "I...I'm sorry, Il! I just wanna know how it feels! I bet it's not even slimey."
Tarketh stares, wide-eyed, at the enormous serpent, and though he's not entirely certain this handler knows what he's talking about, he's willing to indulge in the spectacle. He reaches out with one hand tentatively. "Can I....can I touch'er?"
As he nears the caravan, he notices a trio of folks gathered around a wagon. He skids to a halt, eyeing the enormous snake, and yet, he's still drawn to the wagon, to see what these folks are up to.
Tark peeks out from the hollow log he's curled up in, looking at Shayliss. His mouth isn't quite formed into a scowl, but looks as if it's hiding one, ready to spring out at a moment's notice. "I bet they have animals all cooped up at the circus..." He clambers out from the hiding place, his slender mongoose scampering after and hopping onto his shoulder. "Still, I bet they've got some cool ones. I wonder if they have a giraffe! I've always wanted to see one for real!" His scowl retreats from behind his face, making way for a big, dumb grin as excitement overtakes him, causing his short legs to speed toward Shayliss. "What are we waiting for!? Let's GOOOO!!!"
Tark loves the pranks that Sammy and Ruuki play, but has no desire to join them in pranking. Instead, he actually sort of enjoys being the butt of the joke - he's good natured about the whole thing, and understands that kids will be kids, and they should be encouraged to play to their strengths, rather than quashing their impulses. James and Ilyena are his only real friends. He would do anything to get along with them, including that damnable whistleball game, though he's much happier when James wants to go into the woods, and so is Orvis. The little mongoose delights in rooting through the underbrush for vermin and leading the boys toward tasty plants and little creeks. As for Ilyena, Tarketh only really feels comfortable talking with her. He's not very chatty with most people, especially grown-ups, since they all get so *weird* around him for some reason. Tark's older sisters are much older - 20 and 24, respectively, so they have little time for the boy or his gang of misfit friends.
I think Tark (I'm going to shorten his name to Tarketh, rather than Taraketh) is happy to go hunting with James. He's friends with Il, and probably sort of friendly with Sammy - especially if she's James' sister. He has little patience for whistleball, but Orvis (the familiar) loves it, so he plays anyway. Oh, and Tark is 12, and can stay medium.
I'm not at all familiar with RotR, so I'm ambivalent about the relative ages of the NPCs. I'm also quite happy to establish some connections. Who would want to be friends with The Wild Child of the Woods?
Do we have a timeframe for this to close? Or is it buried in a previous comment that I didn't see?
Here's Taraketh's background, according to your specifications, GMSappy Background: How would you describe yourself in a single sentence? AND ALSO How did you end up in Sandpoint? "I don't hardly reckon that's none of your business, but if'n you gotta know, I suppose there ain't no harm in sayin' I'm ol' Yorg Feyn's adopted boy, or that he found me while out pickin' truffles in the woods over yonder. I don't know much of how I got to be there, but Papa says I'm touched in a witchin' way, and sometimes animals treat me like kin. He say it's strange, but it's all I know. Besides, it's how I got my only friend 'round here, Orvis!" Who do you live with?
What do you want to do when you grow up?
Who is your best friend?
What is your favorite scary tale?
So this merchant, he shows up and they ask him if he got any chalk, like the first man had, and he did. They ask him if he got any pepper, like the first man had, and he did. Then they asked him if he had a spying glass, and he said he ain't got one. But, they looked in his things, and he sure enough, he had the spyglass like the first man had. So they hanged this merchant fella, and left him there, and for days and days, this merchant fella's mean old dog sat under him at the foot of the tree. Wouldn't let nobody touch his body. Finally, after a week or two, the merchant's body rotted and fell, and disappeared! Then, not three nights later, the first man, he was walking back home to his town, just as proud as a peacock that his plan to get revenge on the merchant worked. You see, he'd felt like he got swindled by the merchant, and so he planted that spyglass back in his bags, as a trap. But wouldn't you know it, on his way back, he was attacked by a glowing man and a dog on the road! They killed him, and left his body, and even now, Papa says the merchant and his dog walk the roads between towns, killin' any man with revenge in his heart, or greed in his eye." Who is the most awesome person ever, and why is she Shalelu Andoshana? "Shalelu's the woman who protects our woods! She comes 'round every now and then, and always knows what's happening around here. Her friend Ameiko is a nice lady, too, and gives Ms. Andoshana free drinks and everything! I wanna be like a boy-Shalelu when I grow up, except with my own farm and Orvis to keep me company, because I'm sure it's awful lonely out in the woods all the time without Orvis."
Here's my submission for a Shaman, to fill the divine caster role. |
