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Player Journel Entry Game #2
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I scrubbed that shield for at least three hours. The stench of the Otyugh's filth clung to it fiercely, but in the end my nimble hands won, and it was again clean. A great victory for yours truly.
I have no intention's of even using the shield, it would only complicate my spellcasting, but no one else wanted it. The fools. It's a magical shield! Eh, I'll train my Eidolon to use it, it'll be well worth it to have her more protected in the future. It may require me to 'reconfigure' her design, which i will have to research upon my next summon.
Still, I'm surprised we escaped that underground sewer, with no major injuries or plagues. Gronk the retarded got hsi ass handed to him rather quickly. I still smiling seeing him laying in the sewers...well a little bit. Bolsterous buffon.
After our harrowing "escape", is my sarcasm coming through? Good, yes after our escape I had wondered if it was all staged to set the mood for us to really consider joining up with these rebels. I plan to keep my eye on them. If it was indeed genuine, the though of getting a bunch of freedom fighters under my command does sound intriguing, enticing even. Janiven was very insistant, and repetitive about the whole ' no killing', perhaps they are in league with her, or she with them. I plan to watch her closely. So far this has been successful, but what happens when accidents happen? In lethal combat, a blade can be turned to the flat edge sure, but not spells, at least not my spells, or Rad's grenades for that matter. That man takes way too much pleasure in his fire bombs.
We met with the other resistance memebers, a few show promise, most seem to be just kids. But the younger the age, the softer the soil to plant your seed. There is a fine specimin named Amaya, a Tian woman, an exotic beauty that I wish to get to know a little more intimitly. Though she has been quit resistance to my charms, I may nee to work on a few subtle spells to enhance my chances. I could probably ask Deivo for some pointers with Tian women, he is dating her cousin after all.
I can hear Rad, filling their head with our recent exploits, so eager for heroics that they glaze right over all his embellishments, good to know they are so impressionable. I need my rest, so I dismissed my Eidolon and plan to catch up with some needed rest.
Signed,
W.S. Preston, Esq.
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"You what?" I asked, not really caring.
"Showed her the full four, you know bedded her, Janiven man, the human girl. Boom, deal sealed man." The halfling Rad exclaimed.
"Oh ya, it was like riding my board, only softer and more radical." He continued. I had already begun tuning him out. His extreme lifestyle was already wearing thin around my bubble of what I call "giving a squat."
I could hear arguing over breakfast about what to call themselves, now here is a chance to test my persuasive nature on the weaker willed. I suggested the first thing that came to mind that had some kind of tie in.
"How about the Sunrise Knight's? You could both the sun and moon as enduring symbols of power, and that like the sun and the moon, theres always one of us that will be there to guide the people."
It was as basic a trope as one could think of given the time. And They ate it like a fresh baked apple pie. I then sweetened that pie even more by adding a...
"Then for uniformity you could all don fiery red hooded cloaks, that would strike a powerful image in the minds, and also serve to hide your true identity, yet lettign everyone know still what your all about."
They ate it up I thought. High treason here we come!
Rad mentioned some nonsense about 'reversable' cloaks, red on one side, plain on the other. EH, no my radical little friend, thats a silly idea. Why, all they would have to do is search everyones inner lining for a particular shade of red and then slay them on the spot. Not too well thought out my half sized friend.
We need magical cloaks. One's that actually blaze with our righetous virtue, yes, the stuff stories are written about. Think bigger, if you can halfling, think bigger.
I have a magical design in mind, and think I can work out a blueprint for creating a run of worth uniforms. I just need a little more time to plan them and gather materials for a prototype. Don't so anything half-assed. That's my theroy.