Yeah. I think I'm pretty content with leaving Wastes. Thanks for letting me play.
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WN cackles and throws a snowball at the cultist in K38
WN cackles maniacally and gives an even more evil stare to the person in L 37.
WN gives an evil stare to the person in K 37.
"Oh no!" WN says in a hurried whisper.
WN knocks some rocks loose on the wall as she tries to heed Mumbar's warning.
WN's mind suddenly clicks and she remembers what they're going through. As she's crawling she begins to look for the chill sphere, after heading Hound's warning, she continues, trying to be as quiet as she can.
"Probably because we don't use nearly as much perfume." Weep Not moves forward and falls in behind Nari.
Weep Not falls in behind Noonan and uses detect magic in the direction of the stone. [b]"Careful there Noonan.{/b] she whispers.
Weep Not kicks a ratling and looks around at everyone for a moment. She shoos away her familiar, who in its fear had become nearly attached to her leg throughout the ordeal. "Well that was interesting." she says. She moves near Noonan, gesturing to the dead ratlings behind them "I guess a little exercise got you your strength back, huh?" She then follows him east.
Weep Not realizes she wasn't focused and tries to eye the same creature evily again.
Weep not steps back and tells her familiar to get behind her. "That was not very nice!" she says to the ratling in a scolding tone, giving him an evil eye.
WN's eyes go wide,"You're totally screwing my mind right now..."
WP follows along after not feeling anything out of the ordinary.
WN detects magic on the room Noonan is about to enter.
"Better us than them, right?" WN says, agreeing with Nari though replying to Noonan.
"First day's pay. I guess I'm moving on up in the world." Weep Not says to herself before following along.
Weep Not moves in, arms crossed behind Mumbar.
Weep Not takes a torch and silences her Dodo, who is on the verge of freaking out.
Weep Not grabs her backpack and and dodo bird and awaits further instruction. She's very affectionate toward the bird, calling it her little book.
"Whatever handsome, just take me to my book." Weep Not says to Mumbar. She stands and moves toward the far end of the cell where the door should open and waits against the wall for them to let her out.
She weighs these words for a moment, tapping her foot lightly as she thinks. "Fine, I suppose I'm damned if I do, and damned if I don't. But take me to my book, first." she then holds her shacked arms in front of her, indicating that she would like them freed. "Who, might I ask, are my new masters?"
Weep Not is unwavered, "No one made mention of hunting monsters until just now. If you do not mind, sir and madam, I... We would like a little more context before trading the monsters jailing us in the filth for the monsters looking to rip us apart in the wastes." she crosses her arms and looks up at Noonan, sincere worry for him showing in her eyes. "I would say that's fair, wouldn't you Noonan? Or is it out of line to ask strangers to explain why we've suddenly become worthy of coming under their charge?"
Weep Not opens her eyes and blinks at Mumbar, then leans her head back to look at Noonan. "I'd rather you got guards and manacles," she says, sitting up and popping her neck, "for I do not know you sir, nor do I know what authority you have to dictate the terms of my release."
I actually make aliases for submissions, but do not post with them. Instead I post a link to their character sheet from my main Tirion alias. That way if I am not selected I can delete it. I haven't done that before, but I like the idea. I haven't applied to many PbP but luckily most of the ones I have I got into. Welcome to the Wastes I got into because the guy my party wanted dropped out.
By this point Weep Not has snuggled in with Noonan, his body providing a better pillow than anything else in the cell.
"The story of my life, Noonan..." she trails off and stands, looking around at anything outside of the bars. "I wonder where they're keeping my book."
"I'm... In between jobs right now." she says, somewhat somberly, "Its been a rough five years with the storms but I'm managing at least. How long have you been here in Alkenstar?"
Weep Not nods crosses her arms as much as she can with the shackles on. Frustration plays across her face and shoulder, both slumping under the weight of the situation. "So tell me about yourself. We're going to be here for a while so we might as well get friendly."
"A professional strongman then? Here I was thinking those beefy arms came from the wastes."
"And what job was that?"
"Noonan? Haven't heard that one before. I hear you're from the Shackles?". She stands and walks over to the wall the barbarian is tied to and takes a seat down next to him.
She watches Noonan try and fail again, sighing. "Thanks for trying at least...". She tries her own chains to no avail.
"So I guess its you and me big fella. What's your name?"
I took Arcane Explorer.
Weep Not tilts her head back toward Noonan, eyeing him as he sobs gently in his bonds. "You look pretty strong, maybe you can try busting out again... If you get me out of here I'll make you delicious soup." She turns and looks out of the cell again, a slight pout playing across her face.
"Um. I don't think my book will be any good for any of that." She tests the shackles holding her arms and then quietly slides them under her bottom and legs to rest her hands in her lap. She adds with a mousy grin "So who's Pluck? I hope he wasn't tasty".
Weep Not flinched when she saw the man try to rip the pole out of the wall, and was a little relieved to see it stay put. Staring at him with equal parts curiosity and unease for a moment, she piped up, "I hope they didn't eat my book too." Though she were speaking more to herself than him, she was loud enough for him to hear.
@Tark, that works too. I'm ultimately flexible about it.
Maybe I should walk into the office with a body? That'll make for interesting conversation.
Can't we just meet in a tavern like normal murder hobos?
Hi other Wastes people. How are we meeting? |