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Topic: The Embodiment Q&A
Subject: Blammm
Blammm let me know he's likely not posting for a bit, so I'm going to intercede in Caterina's communication to him.
Still looking for a post from Van, and I will be moving everyone who is still active forward tomorrow.
Posted on 2009-02-15 at 08:14:18.
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Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga Q&A
Subject: Updated the Star Trek: Guardian Saga Support Site
If you check the first page of this thread, you'll see that I've updated the support site with a large update (particularly the Medical Equipment).
Posted on 2009-02-12 at 04:55:40.
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Topic: The Embodiment Q&A
Subject: The week is half over...
Still no sign of Blammm. Have the rest of you developed your posts?
Posted on 2009-02-12 at 00:59:39.
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Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga Q&A
Subject: Duncan's excuse note.
Duncan left an excuse note. That means we're just waiting on Cooner to post. He was working on his post when I started writing this, but I can hear him in the other room playing Clone Wars with his little brother, so he must've been side tracked.
Posted on 2009-02-12 at 00:58:49.
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Topic: Duncan74 Gone
Subject: My condolences
We'll be doing exactly that. Be safe.
Posted on 2009-02-10 at 22:41:11.
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Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga Q&A
Subject: Well...
With Valentine's Day being this weekend it might have bought you a little more time. Then again, I might still be able to get a post in this weekend--you never know. Hey! At least you aren't the only one: Cooner...
Posted on 2009-02-09 at 22:53:12.
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Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga Q&A
Subject: LOL
Click on the Armoury's link and then in your address bar, at the end of the URL, type: index.php and it should take you there.
Posted on 2009-02-07 at 22:01:44.
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Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga Q&A
Subject: Yes.
You'd have a medical tricorder, and you definitely hold the prestigious title of doctor as an ensign. Though, you will be referred to by title, rank, and Mister no doubt. 
Posted on 2009-02-06 at 22:14:45.
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Topic: The Embodiment Q&A
Subject: Sounds good
Looking forward to it.
Also, seeing how these are established individuals, if any of you feel that your character would know an NPC, shoot me the concepts and I'll be happy to review.
Posted on 2009-02-06 at 22:12:28.
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Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga Q&A
Subject: Yeah, Trek Tools seems to be having some problems.
I've already notified Olan. We'll see what he can do.
So, the first game post in is place. You can get to the Trek Tools homepage by following this link directly:
http://www.rdinn.net/trek/index.php but it won't let you edit your character sheets. If you want to send me the information on them you want to update via P.M. I'll be happy to update them for you until Olan fixes the tools.
I realize there's not much to work with yet concerning your posts, but this is an opportunity to get into your characters before you hit atmosphere. I look forward to your posts.
Posted on 2009-02-06 at 21:00:48.
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Topic: The Embodiment Q&A
Subject: Sorry for the wait.
OK, so I've updated three of the five players what with YeOlde being absent and Blammm not having posted for Sanya in a while. Sorry, Van, but I guess there'll be another basic post for you while we wait for Blammm to get Sanya caught up to you. If he doesn't post by next weekend, I'll have to move on without him.
Sui, I guess Fate took a hand here because I had one good roll for you and one really bad roll that cost you two Creative Currency to repair.
So, Van, just looking for some more character building posting. Sui, I need to know where you're going with Shiften next. GBoy, same with you...need to know your next move.
Blammm, if you're still around, I'd like to get Sanya caught up to Caterina's time quick so she can accept the message from the Church of Rydor.
YeOlde...we miss ya!
Van, Caterina's LUCK is now back up to a 3, and I've given you one Creative Currency for your patience and great story-posting.
Posted on 2009-02-06 at 19:35:00.
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Topic: The Embodiment - A FUZIONfantasy Game
Subject: Three of Five
The West Ward | Westgate Guardhouse | The City of Ethryn | The Kingdom of Ertain | Claise 24th, Viladay, 452ER, 6:47am | Partly Cloudy and Snow-Covered
(OOC: Persuasion & Fast Talk 27)
“…I don’t want you to lose your reputation, but…if I whistle, it means I’m on to something, and I might be able to use some backup. Does that sound fair?” Lloyd had a casual way about his stance that allowed Witigus to remain almost dismissively calm.
The Watch Sergeant shrugged as he absently motioned the next wagon forward, his eyes on the man who’d spent all night experiencing the cold of dead winter with some of Ethryn’s finest. “So long as you don’t do nothin’ to break the laws; I’ve got no problem with you chatting with whomever you want.
“You think this has somethin’ t’ do with Count Urolin’s attack, Guy?” Witigus wasn’t as blank as some of the other guards might have been. It had struck him as odd that the man would have come out of the night asking to spend his own time sitting with the guards just to experience what it was like. In all of his years as a watchman, he’d never yet had someone “test the waters” before, and with the attempted assassination of that grand champion of justice and honor, Count Urolin fresh on the minds of the guard, Witigus had put two and two together. Now, he thought he had it pegged. This man, Guy, was an agent of the Crown, and Sergeant Witigus was looking for some confirmation of his hunch before he committed himself and his troops to act on the gray-cloaked fellow’s whims.
The wagon creaked to a halt, its draft horses snorting and stamping their hooves against the frozen earth in protest at having to halt their progress once again. The driver sat hunched in his cloak, a fur cape draped about his shoulders, his expression one of bored discomfort. His passenger appeared equally numb though it was obvious he was supposed to be the guard, wearing the chain suit, dull steel helmet, and carrying the heavy crossbow. For now—safe within the walls of the city, and probably oblivious to the fact that someone had attempted to kill one of Ertain’s greatest warriors—he was content to let the city guard be about their inspection. The wagon’s contents were barrels lying on their side, and stacked two levels high, tied down with heavy ropes. There was obviously no room to hide between them, and that left no place to hide within the wagon, but Witigus—waiting for a response from Lloyd—approached the wagon anyway, and casually grabbed one of the ropes.
Madius remained passive in his posture; looking askance at Fenaril and Etaulph, waiting on their actions, and they, in turn, waited on further instruction from Witigus.
The West Ward | Westgate Guardhouse | The City of Ethryn | The Kingdom of Ertain | Claise 24th, Viladay, 452ER, 6:47am | Partly Cloudy and Snow-Covered
The Temple of Rydor | The Empire of Drannon | The City of Drefast | Claise 4th, Viladay, 452ER, 10:15am | Abnormally Warm
“…Perhaps Rydor will share His Counsel with me.” Caterina’s patience was thin…Fetrese could tell. He’d spent many, many years learning to read people, and though the Lady Paladin did a fine job of putting a layer of stoic calm between her emotions and what the public saw, the Master of the Iron Tomb saw through it as though it were a thin veil. As he took in her soft smile—the smile that never reached her golden eyes—he couldn’t blame her. She’d suffered loss the night previous, and yet here she was acting to bring Rydor’s Will against her offenders without even a time for mourning. He could but admire her conviction, and returned her smile, though he allowed his eyes to accurately deliver the message of his heart.
“I will be only too happy to oblige, Lady D’Oro,” Mandrese Fetrese offered her a slight bow of acquiescence. “You shall have a cell, and I’ll have an acolyte bring fresh water and wine immediately.” Glancing over his shoulder to where Hiterung was still in deep, meditative prayer, he returned his gaze to the paladin. “And I will make sure we deliver the results of Brother Hiterung’s prayers as soon as they are completed.”
That said, the Master of the Iron Tomb turned and made his way to the door of the room they’d held their conference in. Leaning into the hall, he caught a passing acolyte with a gaze, and brought him into the chamber with a crook of his finger.
The acolyte was a young woman of maybe fourteen summers. She stood a couple of finger-widths shorter than Caterina and bore herself with a straight back and squared shoulders, though they were dainty to be sure. Her eyes were hazel, her face a deep golden tan, and her lips were pale and full. Her hair was black as midnight and hung to her shoulders in large, loose curls. She was an athletic-looking girl for all of her beauty, slim in the hips and small in the breast, but it was easy to see that she’d turn heads wherever she went. Her garb was that of a standard acolyte of the clergy: white, loose-flowing robes that hung to the ankle and was tightened about her waist by a four finger-width black leather belt with a broad silver buckle bearing the symbol of Rydor etched within its circumference. About her neck was the holy symbol of Rydor born on a leather cord, and her feet were covered by soft slippers that made her footfall practically nonexistent.
“Jenora,” Mandrese intoned with authority. “Please show the Lady D’Oro to a prayer cell, and bring to her fresh water from the well. After, the Lady D’Oro is settled, you may return to her some wine and cheese.”
The Master of the Iron Tomb returned his soft smile to the Right Hand of Rydor and gave her a slight bow. “If there is anything else that you require in the interim, Acolyte Jenora will be at your beck and call.”
Jenora’s calculating stare wasn’t something Caterina was used to from one so young—or, for that matter, from any who recognized her. The beautiful acolyte remained quiet in her studious countenance awaiting the Lady Caterina’s will. Once the paladin made to exit, the young woman took the lead with quiet grace, passing into the halls outside of the meeting room, and leading Caterina through the inner sanctum, past the refectory and chapel, to the guest wing. Once there she did as well as she’d been instructed, pouring cool, refreshing water from a highly-reflective silver ewer bearing the scene of Rydor’s Just March in relief about its splayed base into a simple brushed steel bowl by which there was a folded cotton cloth of the purest white.
Acolyte Jenora gave the paladin a little due, obviously aware that the head of her temple paid this woman respect, but still offering the older, golden-eyed woman nothing more than what she would be required of any in a higher position than herself. Then, she retired to the corner of the prayer cell where she folded her hands in front of her and lowered her gaze.
The Temple of Rydor | The Empire of Drannon | The City of Drefast | Claise 4th, Viladay, 452ER, 10:20am | Abnormally Warm
Noble’s Ward | Solan Manor, inside | The City of Davnor | Sendria | Claise 23rd, Teladay, 452ER, 6:52pm | Partly Cloudy and Snow-Covered
(OOC: Awareness/Notice 29, 28, 23 | Stealth 24, 28 | Pick Lock 1 [used 2 Creative Currency for Reroll] 27 | Trap Smith 27 | Athletics 23, 26)
Shiften approached the display case without making a noise, passing through the sundries of the room as though he were a wraith fully aware of every sound that penetrated the thick stillness with an acute awareness. The lock gave him some trouble, breaking a smaller pick that he’d have to replace (which he took the pieces of into his pouch to dispose of later), before he managed to dislodge the complex rollers. The hinges of the case were obviously well-oiled and made no sound when he opened the door. A quick investigation of the interior proved that there was a pair of traps that would activate upon the removal of the pendant without the proper combination of wood plates being pressed in a particular combination.
Replacing his lockpicks in his belt pouch, Shiften gave study to the traps. Both appeared to operate off of the same trigger mechanism, and that meant that they would both be disarmed should he manage to accomplish that. They were also more than likely installed by a master craftsman and a lot of care went into the method of delivery, trigger, and concealment. Someone less skilled than Shiften would likely have been the victim tonight instead of the Lady Solan. It took a lot longer than the legendary second-story man would have preferred and he paused in the middle as he heard the crunch of boots and light voices of the guards passing beyond the balcony door he’d left slightly ajar. After a few seconds of tense silence, the voices passed on, apparently completely unaware of the intrusion. So, Shiften returned to work, and within a few more minutes had figured out the combination to disarm the traps after removing thin veneers of wood over the corded combination plates.
Moments later, he was lifting the pendant from its resting place and slipping it into his belt pouch next to his thief’s tools. Padding ghostlike across the floor once more, he paused at the window to peer outside and scan the yard. He allowed himself only twenty seconds of observation while he tried to calculate the time he’d taken and match it to his memory of the guard’s circuit, and then he was stepping quickly into the cold once more, closing the door behind him before rolling over the railing and working his way like a spider down the decorative posts to the snow below.
The make-shift snowshoes were put to use again as Shiften made his escape, draped in his white cloak as he was. Within a few seconds of making his theft, the legend was back at the wall and scaling it with the snowshoes being tossed over ahead of him. On the other side, he stopped beneath the tree he’d perched in previously and returned the materials he’d used for the snowshoes to their natural state.
Noble’s Ward | Solan Manor, outside the wall | The City of Davnor | Sendria | Claise 23rd, Teladay, 452ER, 6:57pm | Partly Cloudy and Snow-Covered
Posted on 2009-02-06 at 19:29:38.
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Topic: Shucks
Subject: It's true.
A lot of key active players seem to have vanished: some we are aware of their reasons (like Eol) and others we are just hoping the best for (YeOlde).
I'm not as active as I once was as well due to real life issues broadsiding me. I apologize for these uncharacteristic lulls.
Posted on 2009-02-06 at 19:07:02.
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Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga Q&A
Subject: Your character, and the links.
Your character is found in the Trek Tools Guardian roster as it is. You can flesh it out further there, and equipment is not yet assigned. There are quite a few of the support sites' pages that need work, but more than a few are finished, so we'll plow forward with what's there until I can add more.
Posted on 2009-02-05 at 21:03:05.
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Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: Ever notice how spells are like drugs?
I think we've one Phantasmal Killer-type scenario on steroids. Something knows we're coming and is trying to either throw us off the scent, or get us to do something stupid while under the influence.
Posted on 2009-02-05 at 06:27:26.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: What can I say?
I'm a poet. 
Posted on 2009-02-05 at 06:22:38.
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Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga Q&A
Subject: I am so sorry for the delays.
I was sideswiped by something that needs my full attention. This is why I haven't written up the intro yet. I am hoping to get the intro up this weekend. Thank you for your patience.
Roger, the link to the support site follows:
Guardian Support Site
It is also on page one of this thread.
Posted on 2009-02-05 at 05:32:30.
Edited on 2009-02-05 at 06:18:08 by Bromern Sal
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Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga Q&A
Subject: I was delayed by the Superbowl.
What an intense game.
Anyway, I'll post the intro as soon as I can. Thanks for your patience.
Posted on 2009-02-02 at 22:14:31.
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Topic: The Embodiment Q&A
Subject: Poked for and found...
I was delayed in my post by the Superbowl. Sorry. I have one nearly finished.
Still delayed...not by the Superbowl this time. Thanks for your patience.
Posted on 2009-02-02 at 22:13:00.
Edited on 2009-02-05 at 06:21:13 by Bromern Sal
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I liked his character, and I like YeOlde's role-playing.
My vote is that we just put it on hold for a bit. I'm pretty sure he'll be back. He's been a longtime member of the Inn, after all.
Sorry for the lateness of my post. Super Bowl Sunday...you know?
OK, so here's what we were planning on purchasing from the stores:
- New hat for Wyatt
- New mesh shirt for Sam
- New t-shirt for Sam
- Enough ammunition to replenish what we spent in the firefights
I believe that was it.
As far as my post is concerned: Wyatt would have likely left the fight well enough alone had things not been pressing down on them. As it is he knows full well he's "actin' sheriff" again. He'll only skin his six-shooter if they try and get violent with him or his crew as he doesn't have the patience right now for their shenanigans.
I'm enjoying this immensely, Roger. Thanks!
Posted on 2009-02-02 at 05:19:59.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Pigs will walloe.
Wyatt’s position in the hall put him at the back near the door. He hadn’t taken a seat, but had instead opted to lean back against the rough wood of the wall and allow his browncoat to fall away from his holstered Colt for easy access. His new hat sat stiffly upon his head worn low over his eyes as he did when he wanted to give the impression that he was intent on his surroundings. He’d practiced long and hard to make his hat’s position upon his head speak for him, and though it was a new hat, the old habit was still there.
His being a wallflower allowed him to see it all unfold and chaos threaten to breach the meeting’s false sense of propriety from such a vantage that it kept him out of the middle of it. He wasn’t prone to interfere with such things, but ever since learning that they’d pissed off an Alliance bigwig, gotten in bed with a treasure hunter, and discovered that someone was hunting Willow, he felt a pressing need to be on his way about something…anything…that would provide them with enough credits to keep Rocinante flying and those that hunted them a couple of steps behind. So, as Dennis and Jimmy hit the hardwood, Wyatt motioned at Asher and Sam in such a way as he’d done time and time again to put them to action, and pushed himself from the wall, striding purposefully forward towards the tussle.
“That’s enough!” Sung commanded (OOC: Leadership check please) as he fell within a step of the wrestling match. “You’re actin’ like a bunch o’ gorram schoolboys.”
His hand was on the butt of his Colt, but he stood ready to reach in and pluck one ‘r the other from the scuffle and hoist them to their feet, hopefully with Sam and Asher ready to do the same.
“Now, I ain’t conjuring no visions of grandeur ‘bout my contribution here,” Wyatt drawled easily. While watching the two in question, he was addressing the crowd. “But seein’ how my time’s precious t’ me, an’ I was told there’d be work here for me an’ mine, I gotta insist that everyone keep it civil…at least ‘til the hold of my ship is full, and we’re well on our way.”
(OOC: If Dennis and Jimmy don’t comply, Wyatt will give Asher and Sam the motion indicating it is time to intercede, and he’ll reach in for whomever is on top, to haul them off and drop them unceremoniously to the floor, or leave them on their feet, whichever happens when he lets go: Unarmed Combat check I suppose.)
Posted on 2009-02-02 at 05:15:32.
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Topic: The Embodiment Q&A
Subject: Got a post from gboy...thank you.
Anyone else going to post before tomorrow?
Posted on 2009-02-01 at 00:55:13.
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Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga Q&A
Subject: OK, so I was able to get a bit more done than I'd originally thought...
I've now got the terminology section of the support site finished. I've also started the three equipment sections (though the red equipment section contains the most information and engineering and medical only have one (or a placeholder) available.
With what I've got, we could start gameplay, so watch for the introductory post this weekend.
Posted on 2009-01-31 at 01:00:39.
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Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga Q&A
Subject: I haven't...
Been able to vest the time I was hoping this week into getting the other characters established, updating the equipment lists, etc. But hope is not lost. I may still be able to hit those items this weekend which would keep us close to on track.
Posted on 2009-01-30 at 06:01:00.
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Topic: The Embodiment Q&A
Subject: The wagons between you--is that a country song?
They are manned by people leaving the city, and within minutes there will be another lane of traffic as people start to be allowed into the city.
Posted on 2009-01-29 at 18:06:09.
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