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Topic: Winds and Sand Q&A
Subject: In a word...
Yes.
Posted on 2011-02-23 at 02:18:52.
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Topic: The Search for Tomorrow
Subject: Scout
"I'll go and take a look around. Take care not to step anywhere that has a trap on it alright?"
Koriss pauses a moment as if waiting for a response, then disappears into the shadows yet again, going in search of sentries, prisoners, defenses and a count of how many foes are present.
Posted on 2011-02-22 at 19:27:37.
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Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: Game Update
The morning passes as Heironymus and Quarlin seek to verify their theories in the libraries of Master Vorlace. The rest of the group wanders the house and grounds, seeking to get a better feel for their mysterious host.
The house is definitely grand, as is everything in it. Yet the Master himself is garbed rather plainly by comparison. You didn't notice any gaudiness in his jewelry or really anything about him.
While exploring the house you do indeed find a great number of bookshelves, carrying books that cover a vast array of subjects. Magic, the Planes and History seem to be the primary focus. Despite this you do notice that there are many books missing from the collection. Books that are referred to in other tomes that the Master must have... likely he has a personal library elsewhere in the manor.
You do however find an exquisite trophy hall. On pedestals encased in glass as hard as steel you see labels such as Horn of Blasting, carved from a Gelugon's horn and Cornilith, the shield of the Archon Furiel. Over a dozen such pieces are displayed in a very organized fashion throughout the room; including an ornate silver spear, a coiled whip whose heat you can feel even through the glass, and many more.
You also notice that, though you explore for several hours, none of you happen upon the suite of the master himself.
When noon comes around the servants notify each of you that the time for the midday meal is near. They ask each of you if you wish to clean up for the meal, and if not they invite you to the terrace once again.
When you arrive back at the terrace Master Vorlace is seated comfortably at the table. He stands as you enter, waving his hand to the seats near him.
"Greetings once again my friends. Please have a seat and the meal will begin shortly."
As you all sit down he nods to the butler who was standing off to the side near one of the doors. "I trust you have all come to a decision?"
Posted on 2011-02-22 at 04:24:44.
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Topic: Tales of City Fantastico
Subject: Danyael
A slight grimace crossed the man's face as the scene unfolded before him.
And here I was hoping this was none of our business...
Seeing no obvious firearms he opened the side door of the ice cream truck and stepped out, before any of the others could.
"Well gentlemen..." he says, speaking to the gang members before him. "I would be leaving if I were you. We wouldn't want to have to remove any of those gaudy gold teeth I see."
(Assuming the black men laugh at him...)
"Alright, but if you can talk later, don't say I didn't warn you." He turns to those still inside the truck. "Hey Downhouser, Virago... how about we show these thugs how to do this sort of thing properly."
Stepping aside from the truck to allow the others to easily get out, he pulls his 9mm from the holster hidden beneath his leather coat, aims at the boom box and fires a single shot.(hopefully lining up so that the boom box explodes in the guys hand, and the bullet goes through to hit a second guy in the chest... take an awesome point as needed.)
Posted on 2011-02-21 at 20:07:46.
Edited on 2011-02-22 at 19:25:20 by Steelight
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Topic: Realms of Twilight -Winds and Sand
Subject: Short update
You herd the slaves through the shadowy darkness of the alleyways. By Skit's accounting you are just over half way along the path when two flashes of metal buzz past both Argent and Echo, embedding themselves in the sandy ground. A strong, masculine voice echoes in the alley.
"Did you know that stealing is against the laws of Calatain?"
A figure clad in flowing robes stands atop one of the buildings, silhouetted against the moon and stars.
In an instant he descends to the ground, almost running vertically down the side of the building before landing, perfectly balanced about 20' in front of the group. All of his features are covered by white cloth that looks like cotton or silk in the dim light. Even his hands are wrapped in the smooth white cloth.
"The merchant who most recently owned these slaves would be very happy to get them back, I'm certain. He must be for the price he paid to get them back."
The sound of metal once again echoes through the alley as he draws a pair of short-bladed swords.
"Now it is time to fulfill my contract."
(OOC: So far as you can tell, you face a single opponent that is blocking your way through the alley. There are other side alleys branching off of this one, but you have no idea where they go. After the first rounds actions are decided I will roll for initiative and we'll go from there.)
Posted on 2011-02-20 at 19:40:55.
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Topic: Tales of City Fantastico
Subject: Great..
So, I get to climb into a crowded ice cream truck with some insane ice cream man or walk through west side... talk about choice between hell and purgatory...
He looks in the back, then to Katie.
"It's kinda crowded in there. I don't suppose there's any room for me up front hmm?" After pausing a second for the expected sneer... "Didn't think so. Well, I guess I'll slide in here with the big guys since my bike is back at my apartment. I'm not sure I'd want to ride a motorcycle through the west side anyway, from what little I've heard about it."
He climbs in and squeezes into an open spot.
"You don't mind do you God? If so I'm sure I can pay our way." He pauses fore a second, as if realizing something. "And we aren't really going to be calling you God all the time are we? I'm Danyael by the way, but those that know me call me Romeo. I'm not sure why." As he casts a significant glance at Katie.
"Well, I think we're all here. Take us out of here if you would ice cream man."
Posted on 2011-02-19 at 19:26:31.
Edited on 2011-02-19 at 23:42:48 by Steelight
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Topic: Tales of City Fantastico
Subject: Smiles
A slight smirk crosses his face as he puts the remainder of his things away. "And fiery too. We could make quite a pairing you and I. I hope you're open to new possibilities dear one. I look forward to the chance to show you a good time."
He stands, throwing the now empty duffle bag over his shoulder for later use.
"So. We've got a stunt man, a beautiful red-headed... gun bunny I'm guessing judging by all of the weaponry you just stashed away. How about you guys... what are you good for?"
His cockiness easily leeches into his voice as he speaks those last few words.
Posted on 2011-02-17 at 17:43:09.
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Topic: Winds and Sand Q&A
Subject: ?
The guards are waiting to return them to their captivators? What, they were captured by extremely charismatic story tellers? Hmm? 
Posted on 2011-02-16 at 22:57:34.
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Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins / Q&A
Subject: Acceptable
You wouldn't know of them as the Sai-Heth. You would know (thanks to a knowledge (history) roll) that some group of evil creatures committed the atrocity of blocking out the sun, attempting to end all life as you know ot (at the time), because this is the story that would have been passed down from the races that survived that battle. The Sai-Heth, of course, have their own story, but that wouldn't be known by anyone but them.
That being the case, you could likely make the logic jump that they might be trying to do the same thing again. Though there is currently no evidence (that you know of) to support them in particular as the culprits.
Posted on 2011-02-16 at 22:55:41.
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Topic: Tales of City Fantastico
Subject: Enter the Face
The lights were dim at The Lucky Lady, and the patrons liked it that way. It was a dance club where many went to lose their woes in women, boos, drugs and of course, dancing. A mand sat at a small round table along the wall of the place, watching the other customers, and the exotic dancers as well.
Hmm, what choices to I have tonight...
His eyes flickered from woman to woman as he sized them up (from toes to hair... with focus on a few pariculars...). There she is. He had found the woman that would satisfy him tonight. She was a tall brunete with fierce green eyes, hair down to her waist and breasts that were only a small bit off of perfect. Danyael had seen her in the club before with her husband, but he seemed to be mysteriously absent tonight... Interesting. After watching her for a few moments more he realized, she was out with her female friends. All sorts of possibilities tonight. Perhaps one of the others would be a bit more fun. A thin smile found its way to his face as he stood and maneuvered across the crowded dance floor to the table the ladies had taken as their own.
"Good evening ladies." He said as he strolled up to their table. He received a few smiles and one offhand, almost disgusted look. There we go. She's the mark. "I couldn't help but notice the lack of male attention such beautiful women are receiving." His eyes locked on the disgusted woman. "Would that be by choice or only by circumstance?"
"Choice." The dark-haired woman fired back without hesitation.
"Then I see my attempts at conversation go unwanted. In that case I hope you ladies enjoy your evening." He glanced at two of the other women as he departed the table and headed for the dance floor. It wasn't long before one of them came up tojoin him for a dance, and judging by the way she was dancing... perhaps a bit more.
Within an hour he had danced with 3 of the five women and... experienced two of them. The fourth, having heard of the excitement he had caused her friends, approached him for a dance. Out of the corner of his eye he saw his mark glaring at him.
"I'm sorry. But I think I might have another engagement."
Without another word, and in fact, without even looking at the girl he headed back over to their table.
"The club is closing soon. This may be your last chance."
"I'll pass thanks. I've seen you around here before. You slut around with all of the women who come in here, working your charms to get what you want."
"I don't deny it. But then again, what harm is there in a bit of shameless fun, hmm? I don't force myself on anyone, though I must admit you are a great temptation. Join me for a single dance. If you still despise me by the time it is over, I will never speak with you again. But I promise, this dance you will never forget."
Reluctantly she gave him her hand. On their way to the dance floor, Danyael slipped the DJ a twenty he had taken from some drunk sots wallet and requested a particular song. By the end of it, she was his.
Several hours later, after an exhausting night filled with surprisingly flexible positions and gasping pleasure, he heard the door to the apartment, her apartment, open.
And here comes the part I hate.
As quickly as possible he jumped out of bed and threw his clothes on. He was almost out the window when he heard the gun shot go off. A section of the wall nearby shattered as the bullet exploded through it.
Wow, he is more pissed off than the usual!
He stopped only long enough to call "Sorry buddy, but you really should keep her more entertained!" before slipping down the fire escape and bolting. He had parked his hayabusa only a block away, hidden amongst some trash so that it wouldn't get stolen. He had to make it there before the guy killed him. Bang! Bang!... BANG! Damn! That one was close!
He sprinted around the corner and hopped on his bike. In seconds he was flying down the street to safety, or so he thought.
He arrived home to his own apartment to find the door busted in. He moved in cautiously and was jumped in an instant. Electricity shot through his body as a tazer went off on his thigh. Three men clad in black jumpsuits helped him down to the ground.
"You have 30 minutes to gather your things, then you are coming with us."
Great, which husband hired these thugs...
He gathered his things and the next thing he knew, he was at Fantastico HQ.
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Introductions had been made and they had been dropped onto the street once again. The strange man, Virago (?) had told a bit of his story...
"Well, isn't that nice. I think I'll pass on the street light thing for now. I'm sure you'll understand." He turns his attention back to the group. "Now if someone wouldn't mind telling me what just happened back there, I'd be more than..." his words drift off s his eyes rest on Kathryn.
"Well, it seems at least some of the company is of interest." He steps a little closer to her, his eyes locked on her.
"So, are you a true redhead?" His eyes wander to her legs. "I must say, I have never seen such a beauty. I can only hope that I get to see more of you in the near future."
He kneels down and starts unpacking his things from the bag, and putting everything where it belongs. After a moment his eyes slowly drift from Kathryn to what he is doing.
Posted on 2011-02-16 at 19:54:04.
Edited on 2011-02-16 at 23:11:32 by Steelight
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Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins / Q&A
Subject: Hey guys
Just a few thoughts from the GM.
I understand I haven't given you alot of information. That is deliberate. The Master is not going to give something away for nothing, and information is very valuable. For a bit of metagaming, he will be a bit more forthcoming when/if the group agrees to work with him (notice that at no time did he say "serve him.")
He has offered you information, and a chance to do something that, according to him whom I don't expect you to trust, can potentially save the world, and any of those you care about (includiong yourselves) in it.
If you, as a group, choose not to participate, I can run with that (though I must admit I would prefer not to).
Posted on 2011-02-16 at 19:22:47.
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Topic: The Bleeding Lute - Come on in and Play!
Subject: The suite is MINE!
The door to the Bleeding Lute opens to reveal a cloaked and hooded figure. It is strange to see such a thing on a day when the sun is shining and no cloud at all presents a blemish on the clear sky.
Almost without a sound he walks up to the wiry man at the desk.
"I'd like a room." He says in melodic tones. "The best available if you please."
He reaches out dropping two pieces of platinum on the counter before him from his gloved hand.
His eyes go wide at the rare coins. "Well of course sir." The wiry old man says. Quickly he reaches under the table and produces a key.
"My room is not to be disturbed. I believe the coins I gave you should account for your trouble in meeting this request."
"Sure it will sir. Is there anything more I can get for you?"
"Yes. Send up some hot water, a glass or two of your mulled wine and some of those chicken skewers as well. And please be sure that there is soap available will you?"
"Of course sir. Right away sir."
Without another word the man turns and heads up the stairs, obviously knowing his way around the place.
(time passes...)
An hour later he returns clean and well dressed. The cloak and cowl were left in his room alongside his traveling clothes. His skin is as dark as midnight. His intense eyes take in all of the Lute's patrons, instinctively analyzing each of them for strengths and weaknesses. He is clad in rich black silk trimmed with azure. He makes almost no sound as he moves gracefully to a nearby empty table. Even an untrained eye can see that he moves with the practiced precision of a dancer, or perhaps an acrobat. He sits quietly, and leans his chair back against the wall. With a wave of his hand he orders another of the Lute's excellent mulled wine.
Posted on 2011-02-15 at 18:33:59.
Edited on 2011-02-26 at 07:39:30 by Steelight
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Topic: The Search for Tomorrow
Subject: The Raslan
"I would say we continue forward towards the trap I found. It makes more sense that they would protect themselves rather than spend the kind of time needed to create a trap like that just to lead someone astray. Though if you don't mind, I'll take the lead. If I get into trouble, you'll know."
Waiting only a few moments for a response, the little Raslan disappears into the shadows and underbrush and heads back out towards (assumably) the camp.
(OOC: If he finds another trap he will first alert the group and THEN attempt to bypass/disarm it.)
Posted on 2011-02-14 at 18:40:33.
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Topic: an experiment
Subject: Go for it
I'm certain that I will make an appearance at some time or other...
Posted on 2011-02-14 at 18:34:01.
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Topic: Realms of Twilight -Winds and Sand
Subject: Game Update
Much of the group looks on as the guards around the warehouse take up positions outside of the main door. They seem to be watching the nearby street carefully, though they haven't noticed the group or their "cargo" as of yet.
Skit sneaks off along the side of the street, disappearing easily amidst the other street walkers and beggars. (His findings have been sent to him via PM.)
Meanwhile, the slaves are getting restless. Most have begun to slither into a side alley, out of the view of the guards. Many are frightened. Their eyes and the shivers that cascade through them are evidence enough of that. The red-haired woman is still nowhere to be seen, but a few of you do begin to get the feeling that someone is watching you. It is more a tingling on the back of your necks than anything concrete, but it is definitely there.
(OOC: Short one this week. Once Skit returns with his information, the group can plan what to do next and go fromt here.)
Posted on 2011-02-14 at 18:26:48.
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Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: Full resources
"If I were to send forth all of the power at my command against an unknown power that is attempting to free an ancient god, the result would likely be one of two things. Either my force would be annihilated, since I thus far have little information about the culprit behind the breaking of the seals, or we would be stalemated, resulting in a large loss of resources on both sides and a great deal of collateral damage to those who remain ignorant to the danger on their doorstep. I believe you would call them innocents."
The Master motions with his hand and a servant approaches from the edge of the room to refill his glass.
"As to my choice of agents... each of you has the potential to become much more than you are. You, for instance Heironymus... Did you ever wonder why you were taken from your homeland? What if it was because you were destined to fulfill a purpose? What it is was this purpose? Would you refuse your destiny, despite the belief that destiny is controlled only by the gods? It may be easy to lead you around as you are now. But that is because you currently lack the wider view of things. This I will help you achieve should you choose to assist me."
He looks again to the remainder of the group.
"You have been chosen. By powers that are beyond even me. I am simply their messenger. Of those powers, I will not speak, so do not ask. Refuse your destiny if you will, but know that in doing so, you may have condemned the mortals of this world to death. I do not know what the Twilight Dragon will do if he is freed. I doubt our foes have the capability of controlling it, but as they remain a mystery, it is not outside the realm of possibility. Even if they cannot control it, from what I have read of our world's vast history, there is equal possibility that it will be a force for good and law as for destruction and chaos. Do any of you wish to play the odds? I, for one do not."
He downs his freshly refilled drink in a single gulp and then stands.
"Many great events have happened in our past to shape the world we now live in. The sun was banished from the sky, gates to other planes were sealed shut by the very being that's release we now face... and that same being destroyed the world, giving birth to the Age of Rising Shadows. I will leave you now, as I have other business to attend to."
He calmly places his napkin on the table before him.
"By midday I hope you have decided to work with me, for if not, I will be watching. Should you run to my enemy even by accident and reveal that I am on to his plans, your punishment for the betrayal will be swift. Of this, if nothing else, you can be certain. Now I have answered all that I am currently willing so, I bid you good morning."
He turns and walks calmly off the terrace, through the glass doors by which the majority of you entered.
Posted on 2011-02-14 at 00:35:49.
Edited on 2011-02-15 at 18:06:14 by Steelight
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Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: More...
"You misunderstand my lady. It is not the Twilight Dragon who wishes to escape, but whomever is trying to free him. I believe they think they can control him or some such nonsense. As to how I came by this information, that seems a strange question considering the fact that I was able to get you all to my home without problem and without you realizing what the purpose was. My information network is vast. And I make it my business to study all things ancient in this world. After all, a history that is forgotten yields much power to those who know it, and much danger to those who remain ignorant."
Posted on 2011-02-13 at 18:32:36.
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Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: Continued Conversation
"As you do not yet trust me, with good reason, the reverse is also true. I'm sure you'll understand if I don't divulge everything all at once. Particularly since most of you have not yet agreed to anything."
He pauses as the wild elf enters the room. He motions her over to a chair with a nod.
"I do know of your dark elf acquaintance, and have admitedly had dealings with him in the past though we are barely more than distant acquaintences. He is, as I'm certain you know, a manipulator and an illusionist, with no small amount of skill on either account. And you should not thank me for your escape. I simply helped to provide the opportunity. You did the rest on your own."
"As for my proposal... Most of you are familiar with the brewing war between the Illurina Empire and the nation of Valin." He says this as a statement of fact, not a question. "In fact, your actions, unbeknownst to you, have had an effect in accelerating that war. Though I do not believe this war to be a positive thing, it is something that is destined to happen. The beliefs of the two nations are simply too different to be understood by each other at large. But it is not the war that we will be concerned with, though we will certainly influence its outcomes. As I have said, there is much more at stake than the lives of the thousands of soldiers that will die in this war."
He pauses once again, to take a sip of his strange silver drink. Then, after he is sure he has everyone's attention, he continues.
"Much of the history of our world has been lost. Those who remember it, or have delved into its past are few. There was once a creature in this world that was so powerful, that many civilizations worshipped them as gods. In days long past, the ancient gods grew jealous and destroyed all of them, save three. These three creatures, the last of a powerful race, joined and became a true deity. I will not bore you with the details. Suffice to say that in the events of history, this deity sealed himself away. I'm sure you are wondering what this story has to do with my proposal. The seals wrought by a deity are being broken. An unknown force is working to awaken this god and set him lose on the world once more."
He waited a moment to let the gravity of the situation sink in.
"The war is only a mask. An illusion if you will." His eyes flicker to Heironymus. "So that those trying to break the seals can work without enemy eyes upon them. What I propose is that we attempt to stop these seals from being broken. The release of the Twilight Dragon upon this world would bring about a new dark age. He holds within him the swirling, constant struggles of law and chaos, and good and evil. There is no telling which he favors minute to minute. The mortals of this world will nto survive. Only through sheer circumstance did they survive his rage before he sealed himslf away."
Posted on 2011-02-11 at 06:10:39.
Edited on 2011-02-14 at 18:57:50 by Steelight
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Topic: Personal Question...
Subject: Personally...
For fantasy games I have come to prefer Pathfinder... and it's not just because my Campaign Setting book is written for it...
I like Deadlands too.
Lastly, I would like Rifts, but the combat system is rather cumbersome. If I had the time to re-design the combat system it would be really cool. Anyone want to run a Rifts game?
Posted on 2011-02-10 at 08:08:23.
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Topic: Recruitment is Closed
Subject: Here we go...
Name: Danyael "Romeo" Greyson
Statistics:
Physical 2
Mental 5
Social 4
Skill 3
Awesome 2
Skills:
Stealth
Thievery
Speechcraft
Sabotage
Computer Use
Specializations:
Sabotage: Trap Construction
Sabotage: Security Systems
Sabotage: Trap removal/bypass
Computer Use: Hacking
Computer Use: Construction/Repair
Thievery: Lock Picking
Thievery: Sleight of Hand
Thievery: High-Tech Theft
Speechcraft: Seduction
Speechcraft: Intimidation
Advantages:
- Hollywood Hacker: Can hack into practically anything.
- Smooth Operator: Receivs bonuses when interacting with women in almost any situation.
- Kung Shui: No penalties for improvised melee weapons.
Disadvantages:
- Casanova Complex: Is rather careless who he "associates" with, resulting in a number of angry and/or vengeful husbands.
Items and Equipment:
iPhone (fully loaded)
Black leather wallet with cash
9mm pistol (with 4 clips)
Comb
Several clubbing outfits
Laptop (loaded with various hacking programs he has written)
Electrical tool kit
Apartment keys
"Thief" outfit (used when stealing from high-profile targets)
Keys to his Sazuki Hyabusa (stolen on his way out of New York)
Physical Description/Personality Description
Danyael is a 6'2" ladies man, with fine black hair that reaches a little below his shoulders, and eyes that many a woman has lost themselves in. He is well built, but his physique is more for looks than for strength. He dresses well, particularly when clubbing, and is very flirtatious.
Danyael grew up in New York City, within the boundaries of the United States. His parents were nothing special. His mom had a day job working in some office building, and his dad dealt drugs and drank for a living. Needless to say, he spent little time at home. The majority of his time was spent at various clubs along the strip, where he lifted the wallets of drunks to pay for the drinks he bought the ladies. In fact, everything he now owns was paid for with someone else's money... He was well known at many of the places he frequented, being relatively popular and as smooth as can be. Unfortunately for him, his smoothness almost got him killed several times. While Danyael is very picky on the types of women he is attracted to, he shows less descretion regarding whether there is a ring on her finger or not. More than one jealous husband has aimed to kill the young man.
It seems luck alone has kept him alive thus far. But he figured it was time to get out of town. Fantastico was close, and he was sure he could get in passed what few guards there were. So he packed up his belongings, hopped on his neighbor's motorcycle and took off. He managed to convince the guys at the border that he belonged there and had just forgotten his papers, and he has been living there ever since, enjoying the clubs and the women... and the occasional thieving job he gets from one gang or another...
Posted on 2011-02-10 at 08:02:14.
Edited on 2011-02-10 at 08:06:24 by Steelight
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Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: The Master
Master Vorlace looks up from his meal and offers a sarcastic grin. "And what would those assurances do for you my untrusting friend? Would you trust me futher simply because I assured you of my reasons? You would be a fool to do so, and you are not here because you are a fool. In fact, you are here for precisely the opposite reason. And as to your other thinly veiled question, you are here for your own benefit."
"I had intended to allow you to enjoy one more relexing meal before getting down to business. But as you are so anxious, I must take that pleasure from you."
He focuses he gaze on Quarlin, nailing him to the chair with his eyes. "Do you know why you were branded a heretic? Do you know that you are currently hunted, not just passively, but actively? How about why your skin is changing, and why you can grow claws? Hmm?"
He waits a moment for an answer to any one of these questions.
"I can answer all of these question, and will in time... if you choose to assist me."
He returns his gaze to the rest of those gatheed at his table.
"You have been brought here for an opportunity. You can take what I offer, a mutually beneficial arrangement, or you can leave when the meal is complete with my blessing. But if you leave, will you not wonder?"
"I will not divulge the details of what I need. Even if you choose to work with me you must commit to being somewhat... in the dark much of the time. However, I will not manipulate you the way the dark elf did in the tunnels Heironymus."
He pauses for a moment, letting his gaze pass over each of you.
"Do I expect you to trust me? No, I do not. I am not that naive. What I do expect is that you will see the benefits of our arrangement, and so choose to take part in it. There are bigger things going on in this world than a simple war between two nations, of the personal matters of a man trying to come to terms with his own identity. That is all I am willing to divulge at the moment."
He takes a bite of meat from one of thje skewers and chases it with a sip of a silvery substance from his wine glass. After swallowing he speaks again.
"If you wish, when we are done eating I will leave you once again to discuss the merits and potential dangers of my proposal. And what we must do will be dangerous, but I have confidence that those who have made it this far can triumph over it."
Posted on 2011-02-10 at 06:43:52.
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Topic: Winds and Sand Q&A
Subject: Answers
The archer ran off if memory serves. I think I did post something about that (though at the moment I don't have time to go through and see if I did or not). And as far as Dakarta, I heard only recently that he wouldn't be returning to the game.
I am willing to NPC characters for a short period of time. In this case that is what I would do... except that I think I have found someone to take the spot. Though you guys may have to give him a bit of leeway since he is stepping into someone else's character.
Posted on 2011-02-09 at 20:15:50.
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Topic: Winds and Sand Q&A
Subject: Dakarta
He is not. Though I am open to a new player taking over his character. My efforts at recruitment have thus far failed.
Posted on 2011-02-09 at 10:30:53.
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Topic: Into the Night Chap. 1
Subject: Anyone?
Any new opinions on this yet?
Posted on 2011-02-09 at 06:25:14.
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Topic: Realms of Twilight -Winds and Sand
Subject: Waiting
(OOC: I am delaying the game update so you guys can figure out a course of action. Though I do wish to say thank you for posting. Once someone posts a plan on the main thread I'll post an update. Thanks!)
Posted on 2011-02-09 at 06:18:40.
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