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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: in the Saloon tunes

Dr.McGuire’s. 5:30 pm

“He gonna be a’right?”

He’s gonna be right as rain. In fact, I have already disconnected him from the monitor and he’s sleeping normally. His girl will be coming to take him home soon.”

“Good,” Sam nodded, “good. Listen, there was a woman wit’ me at th’ bank… Miss Brigit… I notice she ain’t here. Reckon that means she’s okay t’boot? That is ta say, she din’t get all shot up er uglified er nothin’, right?”

The doctor laughs softly to himself, “No, Miss Brigit is doing fine, thanks to your efforts. Still as pretty and turning heads as a pretty woman is prone to do.”

“Ku,” Sam breathed a sigh of relief. “Whatcha know ‘bout that schoolmarm, anyhoo, Doc? Don’ recollect ever runnin’ inta a woman quite like her anywhere’s else, get me?”

“Well, there is a lot of talk around here about her, but I find that the prettier the woman, the more dirty the talk if you catch my meaning. She’s an ambitious one, I can say that and not above using what she’s got to her advantage, but in this end of the verse, you work with the tools you got.”

(Assume some sort of agreement here)

“What I don’t get is her and JW. They says they’re engaged but frankly, JW has only one love and that is a card table. His mine is his second mistress and Brigit doesn’t strike me as a woman who can play a third.”

*Thump, Thump, Thump*

The doctor looks up towards the doorway, “Excuse me Mr. Dash. That will be Mary.” And he leaves the room. Sam can hear the sound of conversation through the open door and then the Doc returns with a pretty brown haired woman. She looks directly at Albert and runs to his side. The teller comes to with the commotion and there is a tearful moment as the couple hold each other. Sam can’t help but notice that the Doctor can watch them as they embrace and talk about love. He is clearly pained to see the display of love and affection.

“Excuse me Miss Mary,” The Doc says after clearing his throat, “But you best be taking Albert home and let him rest there. Now Albert, you come back tomorrow and I’ll see to those burn marks, but the shot I gave you should dull any pain until then. Now you head right to bed now and get some rest. No, use the back door, it will be easier. Yes, yes, yes, it was nothing. You all go home, ya’ hear.” He says as he escorts them to the door. After they leave, he closes the door and walks over to a far cabinet, opens the door and moves some bottles around. He pulls out a bottle of whiskey – high end stuff from the black JD on the bottle, and a couple of glasses. He pours himself a half full glass and promptly empties it. He pours another and puts the bottle on the counter, next to the other glass. “Feel free to help yourself when the knitter is done. No good for you now, but once you are done, a glass or two won’t do anything but help you sleep. I’m gonna see about some dinner and then head to bed afterwards, but I’ll bring you in something to eat and check on you before I do.”

The Roads to the Saloon 4:30 -5:00

The newspaper man wouldn’t let up on Wyatt. Charles finally had a story worth printing and he wanted to get it badly. So much so that the words coming from the new Sheriff didn’t really matter as much as the idea of having a sheriff in town.

Wyatt stopped cold in the street, his head lowered slightly, his eyes on the ground. When he spoke, his tone was the messenger of death. “Mister, you’re Shiah Hwa, an’ if’n you print that Da Shiang La Se La Ch’wohn Tian you’re gonna find yerself losing more’n a few of yer readers when I pack up and burn atmo leavin’ this dirt rock for the vultures. Bai Tuo, Uhn Jin Yee Dien”

Charles stopped in the street and paled visibly. “Um…I don’t really see the need for such language sir.” He stepped back in fear of the man who had brought Ethan Ludlow down, “I …umm…Why don’t we talk another time … when you are in a better …I mean a more personable mind.” And he back pedaled as fast as dignity would let him before deciding to out and out run.

The rest of the way, no one asked him questions or called out to him, but they were all watching, as if hoping beyond hope that they could lay their fears to rest at the feet of someone willing to wear a badge.

Lawrence Saloon

Willow and James sat together talking while Wyatt and Asher moved directly towards JW. Willow noticed the blonde lady at the bar and asked, “James darling, who is that lady at the bar?”

James looked over at the lady and back at Willow, “I don’t rightly know. She came in on the same ship as JW, but left the ship as soon as it was on the ground and came directly here. Not much into talking, Lord knows that Lisa has tried.” He says.

Wyatt accepts the chips from JW, secretly pleased that he has payment when things were beginning to look like anything would happen to prevent this job from being a simple one. Wyatt steps forward and takes the stack up in hand, offering J.W. a nod before stepping back again. “Not the gamblin’ type, but thanks anyway. Look, there’s this other thing: those about town have taken t’ callin’ me, or Asher here, sheriff. Now, I don’t wanna go pissin’ on people’s boots, but I’d appreciate it if’n you could call ‘em off a bit? I’m gonna have enough trouble linin’ up additional work without there bein’ some negative connotation attached t’ my name, dohn-ma?”

JW nods, “People here are in a bit of a bind, and you are the first they have seen of a man who stands up for his own. Can’t blame them for wanting a piece of you. Hell, I wish that I could offer you the job, but I knows you don’t want it. Listen, there is a meeting tomorrow morning of the leaders and the like of this town. Why don’t you come out, it is at the meeting hall over the bank, and I can tell everyone then and there you ain’t no sheriff. It will be the fastest way to get the news across.”

(assuming an answer here of nay or yay)

Wyatt goes over to the bar and hands in his chips. The bartender, a Chinese man of above average height and broad muscular shoulders, glances at the chips and says, “Quan! (one thousand) I have to give you platinum and credit notes Da yeh or else I call Pete to open vault.”

(I am gonna assume you have no problem with notes since you were willing to do a wire transfer)

The bartender counts out the coin and notes in mandarin for you to assure accuracy. “What can I get you?”

Wyatt orders a soda and Asher, milk. The Chinese man stares back at them for awhile, as if he’s expecting a punch line or something. “Mo Min Chi Meow this is a saloon Da yeh not a nursery store. If it can’t make you fall down and sleep, we don’t serve it! Dohn ma?”

(assume you will order something else or go without)

James and Willow come up to the table after Wyatt leaves with his chips. James introduces Willow to JW and also to the other men at the table, “Willow, this is JW our man in parliament. Bailey Sachett is the mining engineer. Over here is Chad Sloat (picture Viggo Mortensen in ROTK), the mining union representative and this here is Major Montebank (picture Michael Sloan from “The Equalizer”), the superintendent of the mine.”

The Major stands and bows to Willow as a proper gentlemen would when introduced to a lady. Chad stands up and bows too, but awkwardly, like he has no idea why he’s doing this but feels he has to follow the lead. JW offers his hand and greets Willow pleasantly but doesn’t get up. Greetings and small talk ensue. In a short time Willow determines that Major Montebank was an officer for the alliance during the war, but he doesn’t like to brag or bring it up much as there are people here who fought on the other side. Chad is a nervous sort who views Montebank with some hostility although it is not reciprocated. JW is pleasant and charming in his own direct manner but he is more interested in getting back to the cards. The senator looks Willow in the eyes when talking and his eyes never stray to her body as most men would, even the Major and Chad. Sensing some discomfort, Willow brings the conversation around.

“I know we’ve been paid for our delivery, and I thank you for the kindness.” Willow smiles charmingly, “The same blockade that stopped deliveries coming in would be an equal barrier to anything leaving, hmm? Care to take advantage of our soon to be empty cargo bay?”

“No worries on the embargo.” JW answers, “The Allliance just wants to make sure nothing on to the planet that can help us mine. You could fly a ship full of drugs, weapons and concubine slaves pass them and they wouldn’t even say boo. Beggin’ your pardon Miss. As to cargo, well, as I was saying to your captain here, we be having a meeting at the hall above the bank tomorrow morning. I think it will be of interest to you and yours and there will definitely some cargo to go, and perhaps some to come back.”

“We going to need more ummm containers.” Bailey says looking at his cards and folding, “We’ll use up most of this shipment in priming.”

“You going to have your election Chad?” The major asks a little too casually.

“As soon as I get the miners in order and in one place. You can’t stop me Major! The guild deserves a voice here. Someone to …”

“Cool off Chad, I’m just asking. Seems like this would be the best time, If these people are heading out, you could register at the nearest guildhouse.” The Major discards and take a card, “I may not think much of the Guild but I am perfectly willing to let others join whatever causes they want. If you need a gathering place, this would be the place. You could have a general meeting tomorrow here before the shifts start”

“Willow, it’s time t’ return t’ the ship,” Wyatt called from the bar, his drink done. Then, as an afterthought. “There’s a wave came through for ya earlier as well. Thought you’d like t’ know.”

“Alas, my love,” Willow said to James, “My captain calls and I must follow. Thank you for a wonderful evening.” She brought her face close to his and gave him a kiss, one that was both light and sweet, but could have so easily deepened into more. Eyes sparkling, she touched those soft lips with her fingers, and then squeezed his hand in goodbye. Before he could argue, she rose, swiftly, and glided to the captain, taking the offered elbow and nodding another goodbye to JW.

JW arose and walked towards the doorway with you, “Let me see you out. There’s something I want to mention to you just between us folk.”

You pass through the saloon doors and out into the street. JW turns to you and talks in a low voice, “Listen. Them there Alliance squad were very interested in that Ethan Ludlow. So much so they took his body with them. Now the squad captain said that Ethan had a father and two other brothers. One of the brothers was around these parts, a real mean one too, but he left awhile ago, I’m told. But Ethan’s father is a commandant in the alliance military; I think she said his name was Horatio. Yeah, Horatio and Ethan and Edward and Ernest. Anyway, thought I would warn you but they got no tie to you. When they asked about the shooting, everyone played dumb and said we arrived and they’s was dead. The folk around here they didn’t pay much attention to, and those they did would say it was the sheriff, which you ain’t, right. But I’d won’t go bragging around none, not that you strike me as the bragging type.”

(interject conversation here)

“Well, I’ll see you in a few hours. Best get back in there before the cards get cold or Chad and the Major start to come to blows. I ain’t a senator as much as I’m a babysitter.”

OOC: I’m going stop here and post because I have had this going now for five days and no end in sight. So post if you wish. Blammm can slip in a back post. Vanadia has expressed an interest in changing her action of returning to the ship. There was mention of some sneaking and snooping but I haven’t seen evidence of that beyond Willow pumping James.

If no one posts by the weekend, I'll continue with my previous plan.

Posted on 2008-09-24 at 23:38:52.

Topic: Scary Stuff
Subject: what a strange thing to say

Pekka Soderval (Raven) works for Nokia. I think that Pekka is about the equivalent to Peter in North America - very common.

Posted on 2008-09-23 at 16:31:37.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: relax

I am just messing with you. Go ahead and post and let the chips fall where they may.

Why do all my players get so paranoid????

BTW - Tann, if you don't get to a post don't worry. You are fixing the mule right now which doesn't require a whole lot from Wolf at the moment.

Posted on 2008-09-22 at 15:04:29.
Edited on 2008-09-22 at 15:06:44 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: finishing my thoughts

Too tired...

What I meant to say in that last entry is that my post is rather lengthy as it covers a lot of things over a long period of time. Because of that, my post will delayed a day or two - so if you wish to post Blammm, that is fine by me. I will weave whatever you give me int othe storyline.

However - if you can't post by the end of the day (Monday) please let me know. Believe it or not, your actions will influence things in this bar and I need to know. The right chain of event occurs and you are sitting pretty for the evening. Wrong chain of events and you are Sheriff Wyatt's first arrest for murder. Not that those are the only two options, but they are the extremes.

Posted on 2008-09-22 at 13:56:53.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: yo bobbo

Adrian! Come out to play!

Posted on 2008-09-22 at 13:49:35.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: my post

I have written 3 pages of a post and only reached the point of Willow being introduced. So feel free to post yours and i will continue with my lengthy post and weave yours in.

Posted on 2008-09-22 at 09:32:52.

Topic: Ye scurvy dogs!
Subject: arrgh

arrgh. Ack. Pfft!

Posted on 2008-09-19 at 18:09:24.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: really

Funny you should say that.....

Posted on 2008-09-18 at 20:12:07.

Topic: Demonic Vending Machine
Subject: fdsafdas

It gives you fire ants and sprays honey on you.


I feed it my hopes, dreams, inspirations and youthful idealism - since I'm not using any of them anymore.

Posted on 2008-09-17 at 16:25:52.

Topic: Blatantly Obvious Lies
Subject: because

Disasters don't bring out the best in people, they actually bring out the real person inside.


Why do I have so many emails offering to sell me Viagra? or to enlarge my Man-rod?

Posted on 2008-09-17 at 16:23:29.

Topic: yet another movie thread...
Subject: and

Porco Rosso is my favourite ghibli film by far. I also thought Narssica of The Valley (sp?) was excellent as well.

Castle in the Sky and Kiki Delivery Service ... not bad but not nearly as good.

Posted on 2008-09-17 at 16:07:48.
Edited on 2008-09-17 at 16:09:32 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Sunday

As I said, I won't be updating the game until Sunday, so get it in while you can. When I do, I think, and hope that I will finally get the ice off your ship and into a new day. Woohoo! Robert must be getting tired of posting from the hospital bed.

Soon you will have more work than you can shake a stick at - and you may need to keep that stick handy.

Posted on 2008-09-17 at 14:04:36.

Topic: The wrath of Ike
Subject: not much here

By the time it hit Toronto, it was 50 mph winds and all it did was blow the cover off my bbq.

My thoughts are with all our members in the danger zone.

Posted on 2008-09-15 at 14:55:26.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: too bad

I was hoping you'd post one of those great ideas Blammm. I won't be posting a move until next weekend due to a busy schedule. So if youhave time before Sunday next, feel free to post. Otherwise, I'll order you a milk and have you talk up the pretty happy girl.

Posted on 2008-09-15 at 03:33:40.

Topic: Blatantly Obvious Lies
Subject: conspiracy

Because Proctor and Gamble (makers of Scope) pay the coffee growers to use a secret bad breath causing agent on their coffee beans.


Does anyone look good in spandex?

Posted on 2008-09-11 at 15:35:28.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: wow

Great job on weaving in the conversation. That was truly inspired. For the record though, you were a lot worse off than the Banker. I mean, if it wasn't for plot points - you be dead.

Posted on 2008-09-11 at 01:12:37.

Topic: Blatantly Obvious Lies
Subject: aha!

Alacrity shaving off all his body hair - including the moustache.


Why would you put lipstick on a pig anyway?

Posted on 2008-09-10 at 20:08:49.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: yoohoo?

I have posted the start of the next part of the campaign. Did I scare you all away?

Posted on 2008-09-10 at 15:00:17.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Very welcome

It is easy to run a game with so many fine players.

Posted on 2008-09-10 at 13:53:26.

Topic: What is Your Light Saber colour?
Subject: I'd paid for that

There is something to imagine. A glowing plaid lightsaber.

Posted on 2008-09-09 at 19:36:02.

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Paid at last! Of course, the bar will be robbed now.

Into Town, 4:00 pm

“I have never had a dream come true before, until now,” James Blake said, expecting the woman before him to blush humbly and perhaps turn her head, which was an opening from a quick kiss and then he was in…

“Mighty pretty words… almost as pretty as dem shoes.” The young man with the milk bottle said as he let out a little cough. James Blake didn’t look over at the offensive boy but remained fixed on Willow. He had already summed up this kid as a possible rival for the affections of the ladies in town. James could always pay one of the local boys to mess up his face if he was too much of a rival.

Merciful Buddha,” Willow breathed,” I’ll bet that line works wonders with all the girls around here,” she continued lightly.

“Huh?” Blake mouthed rather stupidly.

“Don’t worry, love, I don’t mind”, she breathed gently, her voice curling around him, “you’ll do just fine.” She moved into his arms and James was content, even if she wasn’t acting in a way he was expecting.

“You don’t mind if I switch partners for this part of the dance, do you, Captain-San? James here is going to tell me all about himself, and how much people around here look up to him, aren’t you, honey?”

“Huh? Yeah. Of course I will my dear.” James replied like he wasn’t sure.

All right, Mr. Blake,” one of the men asked, “I appreciate your message-bearing skills an’ all. Now, might ya be willin’ to impress me something more by tellin’ me where ol’ J.W. is?”

“JW? I don’t rightly know. I imagine he’s around here somewhere. No place else to go.”

Doc McGuire shook his head, “Don’t think to hard on it Jimmy. You might hurt yourself.” And then to Wyatt, “Like I was saying, try the Lawrence first.”

(Assuming you will pack up and head to the Lawrence Saloon using the streets and not through the Tong’s backyard again)

Wyatt and Asher take the lead as James and Willow follow behind, arm in arm. James seems to be doing a lot of talking, prompted by the occasional question or comment from Willow.

As soon as you approach the streets of the town, people start to see you and greet you with big smiles.

“Good Afternoon Sheriff.”

“Howdy Sheriff. Mighty nice to have you in town.”

“Sheriff. Good to see you.”

I baked my special apple pie for you sheriff! Just to make you fell comfy here.”

(you can choose your response to them)

As you round a corner, a man sees you and starts moving towards you. He is an older gentleman, well dressed in a tweed suit that has seen better (and thinner) days. He has a mustache and wears a bowler style hat. “Excuse me! Sheriff! Charles Caesar of the Frisco Star. I was wondering if I could have an interview, or a few moments of your time for some questions?
(assuming a “I’m not the sheriff” response)

“Right. Right.” The man says as he writes something down on a pad of paper. “Holding out for more money, I gitcha ya. So is JW offering a salary or is it a per head caught basis? Where are you from? How’d you get here? What made you choose the lawman style of life? Are you married? Do you have family settling here? If you are a bachelor, let me tell you there are some many of a fine lady readers of my paper that would be interested. Is this fine young man your deputy? Jimmy! How do you know the sheriff? And who might this fine lovely lady be? Are you related to the sheriff? ”

(Charles will hound you with question and never quite get that you are not the sheriff. He will follow you as far as the Lawrence but won’t go in)

James and Willow, 4:00 pm

Willow engages her escort in conversation, letting him talk as mush as he cares and leading the topics to where she can find the most benefit. James Blake is not a man of great depth unfortunately, mostly spending his time spending his parent’s money and chasing women. He complains a lot about his parents holding him back on this dustball of a world, but has no real incline toward a particular profession. (Shame because he might have made a good…not bad…somewhat decent companion) He doesn’t want to inherit the bank – a fate worse than death in his books. His goals and dreams are mostly the travel the “verse to get away from his parents, but to do it in their bankroll. He mentions that his father was a minor clerk for a major bank and his mother was a Saloon girl once. His mother convince John to set the bank up here and has been running things ever since - better to be the big fish in a small pond than a small fish in the ocean.

On JW, he shows a certain admiration and confesses a suspicion that JW is his father, not John Blake. (His facial features have too much Blake in them for this to be true). JW bought the mine for a song before the war, and then afterwards when everything was over, found silver. The Consortium has been trying to squeeze him out every since (hence the blockade).

Brigit – he clams up tight. Obviously he is smitten with her, and you are sure that Brigit sent him with the message, but he gets all mysterious like when you ask about her. He slips up a few time and mentions a “mission” that she is on. You start to suspect James thinks Brigit is some sort of secret agent spy, like from the holoflicks – with he watches a lot of them.

The Lawrence Saloon 4:30 pm

Upon entering the Saloon, the first thing you notice is the grand mirror behind the bar. It is a fancy beveled edged mirror that goes the entire length of the bar. It seems a bit much for the place until you soon realize that because of the mirror, it is impossible for anyone to sneak up behind anyone. The mirror reflects the entire saloon, no matter where you are sitting.

The room is moderately full, mostly miner folk clustered around a table near the back where JW sits along with Bailey and two other men you do not recognize. Brigit is nowhere to be seen, nor is Cora and the banker. There is a woman sitting at the bar alone, long blonde hair reaching down her back from under her wide brimmed hat. She is drinking Wild Turkey by the shot, and the bottle in front of her is three quarter empty. She wears twin pearl handled peacemakers on her waist, and a bandolier over her shoulder with bullets in the straps. You are met at the door by what appears to be the young lady that Asher had met in the ship, only this lady ain’t crying but greets you with a sincere and happy smile. “Howdy gents! Take a seat wherever you can and I would be happy to serve you. Say? Are you that new sheriff? Shiny! I’ll make sure I use the extra clean cups for you hahaha.” And she leaves you to find your way into the room.
(assuming you head directly to JW)

Wyatt approached the senator, “J.W., I’m sorry to be interruptin’ your evenin’ activities, but there’s a small matter that needs addressin’ before the shadows get too long.”

JW looks up from his cards and nods a greeting while putting down his hand of three ace and two eights. The others throw down their cards in disgust. “We need to talk.” He says.

“Our man was on his way t’ the bank with yer pretty miss to receive payment fer our…delivery. We’d already arranged with Miss Brigit for the pick up, but I’m gonna need the payment ‘fore that can go down—a matter of one thousand credits. I’m sure you understand. We appreciate all that’s been done since, and ‘afore, but a man can’t run a business by lettin’ things like that slide.”

The senator scuffles while you speak but watches you the entire time. He nods his head and says, “I see your point and I was gonna take care of this tonight. But I can see the issue burning in your head.” He looked over to where James and Willow were sitting and makes an odd shake of the head like he isn’t sure of what he is seeing. Then takes the chips in front of him and shuffles most of his stack into another pile before pushing them towards Wyatt. “You can cash them in at the bar, or if you’d like, take a seat, get a drink and join us.” He says with a smile and offers a shot glass for the whiskey bottle on the table. “You’re welcome too Kid, if you’d like.” He says to Asher. “But you’ll have to get your own stack.”

The Doc’s Place, 4:30 pm

Sam woke up from the drug-induced dream to the mechanical yet feminine voice telling him to stay still. An older man came over to see him and laughed gently, “Yeah, She is a pushy thing, but she’ll be done with you in a short time. You are healing nicely Mr. Dash. By the way, I’m Doctor McGuire and I helped Miss Willow patch you up. That some doctor you have taking care of you Mr. Dash, although I’m not sure why she bandaged your face, cause it ain’t hurt, but we all have our reasons, I’m sure. So how are you feeling? Any pain? You have about another two hours or so to go and then you should just rest here over night. Wolf is outside to keep an eye on you, which is good because I’m an early to bed, early to rise, kind of doctor.”

Posted on 2008-09-09 at 19:27:07.
Edited on 2008-09-09 at 19:28:22 by Alacrity

Topic: Noah's first birthday!
Subject: Love that hat

Cute pics. He looks very happy

Posted on 2008-09-08 at 18:50:53.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off
Subject: CWWLL0 3 - The Enemy Within

Three months pass through the city of Freegate and with them go the summer warmth and bright skies. Autumn comes quickly in the mountains and the days shorten while the nights begin to become brisk and that much longer. Although the first frost is not upon you, the festivals and the feasts of autumn are flourishing through the city, a last hurrah against the coming winter months. The streets are filled with sounds of singing and dancing and the air pungent with the smells of foods of all kinds.

But against this background of frivolity and joy, Dwan has called you all back to the citadel. You gather in his meeting hall, the same people that undertook the quest of the tower. Arien the knight, Maximus the gladiator, Adrian the battle mage, Char the ranger, and Kilgim, the dwarven healer who has saved your lives so many time. In the darkest corner of the room sits Dapple, wrapped in his cloak and with Sunset the pseudo-dragon hiding deep within his hood. Those of you, who wish to, are socializing, chatting about what has gone on within the last three months. Anyone who approaches the young rogue will notice a healing black eye and a sour expression.

Dwan enters the room, with his servant Terrin, and followed by the Archmage Gwanele. A fourth man also entered, close to Archmage, but slows to look around the room. He is a large man, dark brown hair, close to 6 feet tall and very physically fit. He is a very attractive man, and carries himself with an air of self-confidence and style. Dressed in boots and breeches crafted from supple doeskin and a heather-grey tunic surmounted by a deep blue vest and a wine coloured knee length coat – he looks like a travelling minstrel or a bard, but has no apparent instrument. However the arcane symbols embroidered into his coat and vest, hinting at an intimate knowledge of the powers of magic suggest a mage. On his shoulder is perched a black bird that flicks its head to everyone nervously. The single most striking features about him are his eyes, which are amber in colour and very intense. He sits with the rest of the party, facing Dwan and the archmage.

The dwarven leader clears his throat and begins, “Thank you to those of you who answered my call willingly.” He looks over at Dapple with an expression of annoyance, “And welcome to those who I had to pull some strings to have brought here. Incidentally, young man, bail and property damage is coming out of your share of this mission payment.”

Terrin comes around and hands out drinks to everyone. You all find that even though the dwarf didn’t ask you what you wanted, the drink you received is precisely what you desired. Without a word, Terrin rolls out a cart with warm meats, bread, and an assortment of fresh fruit.

“Terrin, before you go, could you get me …” Dwan says and Terrin reaches under the cloth of the trolley and pulls out several maps to hand to the leader.

“Okay gentleman, let’s get down to business.” The dwarven leader begins, “This is Mathius Rath, a mage of vast power who has served the Iron League before. I have asked him to join you on this particular mission because of the possible arcane threat involved. I trust him as I do all of you so please welcome as an addition to the team.
“Now that that is settled, we have a town and farming community to the south east of here called Hevlorn. The town is having a problem and has asked for help. Started with cattle – one or two disappearing in the night, no trace, no carcass, nothing. Then, very recently, people disappeared - young women mostly but a few boys as well.”

Dwan took a drink from his horn again, “What you need to understand is this isn’t the first time for this in Hevlorn. About a hundred…no about a hundred and fifty years ago, the lands of Hevlorn were governed by an Archmage Zephur, formerly of Freegate. He was given the fiefdom as a reward for services rendered and was to retire there. But, Zephur was feeling his age and began to worry about death – a fatal obsession with people who can command magic. Long story short – he cracked, went undead and began to terrorize the town.”

“Please Dwan!’ Gwanele said intensely, “You make it sound so …common.”

“Do I?” the dwarven leader shrugged.

“Indeed. Zephur did not ‘go undead’. In the attempt to alter the length of his life, he compromised his integrity and used magic that was and is forbidden. As a result, he channelled the energy of the negative plane and developed a taste for flesh – live flesh.”

“Like I said, he went undead. No matter how you phrase it, the pattern is the same. Started with cattle, and then moved on to young women and men. Any reason for the predilection for young humans?”

Gwanele nodded, “More life force in their blood. Those that hunt the night seek the purity of youth.”

“Anyway. Last time this happened, we got a party of men just like you and they went to Hevlorn, stormed the castle, killed Zephur and his abominations and then burned the castle to the ground. After that, we had clerics consecrate the grounds and holy water scattered throughout. Zephur’s body was burned, mixed with holy water and dumped into running water – which I was told at the time would mean he couldn’t possibly come back. So here we are, one hundred and fifty years later and it is starting again.”

“I wasn’t around then,” Gwanele adds, “But according to our records, a warrior of the group fell in combat to Zephur. It is possible that the man rose afterwards as undead and has spent the last century building power.”

“Or it could be a group of bandits or Imp deserters using the past as a cover for whatever they are doing. Gods know I have seen a lot of that lately. Either way, we want you people to go to Hevlorn and find out what is going on, and then stop it. You will be given the usual reward, plus healing potions and few other goodies. By the way, Arien – the smiths have fixed your shield. It is as good as new, if not better and we’ll make sure you get it before you leave.”

“Any questions?” Gwanele asks, standing up to denote the end of the briefing.

“Hold on Gwanele.” Dwan says seriously, “Tell them the other stuff.”

Gwanele looks at Dwan and at the party, then back at Dwan. “It really doesn’t concern the mission.”

“They are risking their lives for me; I won’t send them in without knowing everything. You know that. They have met those possessed by demons in both missions. They found the crystals. They are tied to this somehow and you know it.”

The archmage sighed ruefully, “How much do any of you know about the Elven blood wars?”

OOC: I am going stop here to allow you to post thoughts, questions or comments you may wish to make. As to the Elven blood wars – all you know are the legends. First one was with the Demoness Lolth and created the drow or dark elves.and forever split the high elves from the grey and the wood elves. The second was with Azazel the Shadow Dragon Demon and created the shadow elves, and tore the eastern world apart, the ruins of which formed the Empire and its hatred of elves. It is all ancient history, many thousands of years ago. I will PM any special knowledge to people.

Posted on 2008-09-07 at 22:58:18.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: thanks

That was great - give me enough to work with until a certain point. Cathy is going away for the week so she will hopefully post before she leaves.

Posted on 2008-09-07 at 14:02:41.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: JW

In order for me to write more than the intro, you could give me some idea of what you plan to say/ask JW when you do find him?


How much do I owe you anyway? I think it was 1000 credits. I can look it up easily enough but some of you have the knowledge at your fingertips.

(let's see, 1000 credits. Minus property damage to the band, personal suffering, loss of income, physical hardship)

Posted on 2008-09-05 at 19:07:00.
Edited on 2008-09-05 at 19:13:38 by Alacrity

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