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It looks like it has been over two months since our last update. May I make a suggestion? Having a sort of 'soft-reboot' may help the game rather than a regular update, the next time you have availability to post. Just hand-wave the current action and give the characters a fresh start with a new development. I think it would help us get a rhythm back in place.
How's RL treating you? Calming down?
"Kobolds or goblins or something. The multiverse is filled with all sorts of small, nasty, fecund creatures. Let's just get out of here!"
Tsun grabs Sara and Congruence each by the shoulder. "I'm tired of being in this hole. Let's get out of here, now!" He pushes them along in a polite, yet fervent manner.
Tsun shouts down. "Climb, Sara! Climb! The rats are distracting them!"
Tsun stares at Sara for a moment, then shrugs in helplessness. There is no way to reach her without putting himself in the same situation.
Not a problem. Just keep us updated.
Eat some poutine for us!
Tsun winces as Sara hits the bottom.
Hello, everyone! My apologies for being incommunicado this week. It was unplanned and unintended. We went on a cruise to Alaska. It was wonderful! We spent a week exploring the Inside Passage and visited Ketchikan, Juneau, Skagway, and Victoria. I wanted to be prepared, and took steps to ensure I could continue posting before we left. The cruise line offered on-ship Wi-Fi. I paid for it for the whole week. I also checked with T-Mobile customer service, who assured me that I would have coverage in Juneau and Victoria. The Wi-Fi did not work, and I only had emergency reception at every port of call. I could not receive texts, check email, or get on the internet for the entire week. It was very frustrating to have such a technology failure.
Tsun is not able to spin around quickly enough to get a good grip...
Tsun pauses in his climbing when he hears the cries. "Uh oh."
Tsun holds a finger to his mouth to indicate the need for stealth. He whispers quietly, "If anyone spots us, act decrepit. Like a slave." He starts to pad forward.
Woo-hoo! Good luck handling all that eustress!
"As long as it's friendly. I guess." Tsun continues to shimmy down the tunnel.
".......okay." Tsun frowns a bit in confusion, but then turns back and continues down the tunnel.
"Hoo boy. Here we go." Tsun blows all the air out of his lungs and tries to shimmy through.
Good luck with the job!
We should start carrying a bucket of lard for such occasions.
"It sound like they are snatching slave labor. We need to deal with this. Now. If we give them half a chance they could disappear deeper into the tunnels with their captives." Tsun backs out of the hole and finds the mother of the missing girl. He tells her to go and find the town guard and tell them that a score of kidnapped girls are in caves underneath the town. "Tell them to bring lanterns and spears! Quickly, we must save your daughter!" Tsun figured the local woman would be able to convince the guard more capably than a stranger. He returns to Sara and Congruence. "Let's head down! None of us are sneaky, so we might as well head in yelling and screaming to scare them."
"Then head on in!" Tsun waves Sara forward.
"Then you two head in first. I don't need to run headlong into anything because I cannot see."
Tsun rushes over. Just as he is about to stick his head inside, he hesitates and turns to the others. "Any chance you two can see in the dark?"
"Sara! Congruence! Do you see anything!?"
"Let's fan out and search!" Tsun begins bellowing out the girl's name, and does his best to recruit additional searchers along the way.
"Sara! Congruence! We have a missing child! Come quickly!" He turns to the woman. "What does she look like?"
Tsun's head snaps toward the sound and he hustles over to the woman. "Ma'am! Are you missing a child?"
Tsun sighs. "Sara, just think of it as cold sand. It's made of tiny particles that stick together. Here." He bends down and uses his thick hands to make a rather large snowball. "You can take this with you around town and continue to marvel." He pats her on the back. "Let's get going."
"Well, that was fun. Let's go."
Tsun stretches and knuckles his back. "Who's up for a hot meal? Let's find a good tavern and get some bread and stew." He looks over at Congruence. "Or... something else you would like. Iron shavings? Hot oil? I haven't actually seen you eat anything."
"You heard me. Don't be daft. Scoot to the side. Git!" Tsun begins shooing them with his hands to move out of the way.
Just a tad. Overall great.
Tsun wanders up to the dwarves.
"I suppose I can try, but I don't see how well it will work. They have heavy armor and nasty weapons." Tsun wanders up and listens to the conversation for a moment to gauge the situation.
Tsun meanders over and stands by the rack of throwing spears. He stands akimbo, ready to grab one and throw at a moment's notice.
Tsun's face goes flat. "If they are sporting his symbol, I can guess what they are. Glorified knights-of-the-post. Be ready for trouble. The caravan master might not be in the mood for greasing palms."
Tsun makes his way forward nonchalantly. He stops and begins adjusting the harness on a horse just within earshot of the dwarves.
"Vermin." Tsun grabs the goblin by the neck in one hand, and wheels his arm in quick circles to break it's neck like a chicken. He drops it, grabs a waterskin from the wagon, and rinses his hands. "I don't think they will bother us again, but we should be on the lookout. The smell of blood might draw predators. Hopefully they will just eat the goblin corpses, but don't let your guard down."
Tsun grabs one of the goblins by an ankle and yanks it out of the air, crushing it in a brutal bear hug.
Tsun grabs a javelin from the weapons rack and flings it at one of the flying orange goblins.
Tsun's mustache curves downward in disapproval. "Goblins. Orange goblins. Flying orange goblins. Lovely." He looks for nearby weapons. Being a wrestler, he does not typically carry ranged weapons on his person.
"True, it is not the most interesting landscape... But after the bustle of the Cage, coming here is like drinking cool, clear water after a caustic Baatorian Ale. "
Tsun enjoys the sights and sounds of the Cage as they make their way to the portal, and is absolutely ecstatic when they enter pastoral countryside. He breathes deeply through his nose and exhales with gusto. "Do you smell that? Nothing! No smog, no smoke, no garbage, no offal, and no mentally unstable homeless. I smell nothing, and it is glorious." He walks with an easy pace. "Sarah, is this your first time in the Outlands? " GM Sanya has not created a profile. |
