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quote:Odessa quote:Who are you? My mother always kept us one step ahead of the worst of it. When she had to murder somebody, she always asked me to look away first. When someone in the distance was screaming, she would distract me with tales of the old world. She taught me to run before fighting, and to go for the throat when I had no choice. Whenever I had a question, why, she would respond with a short fable about the old gods, or the old heroes, that put things in perspective. Even moments after getting stabbed, she denied that anybody was ever evil, only hungry and desperate and confused, and that some day clearer heads would prevail and we could learn to trust and cooperate. She was right - and, as she eventually admitted, very lucky. She is very much my role model. After things calmed down, I learned, I played, I explored the palace and the port and the city over and over again, I tried to re-create the old world in my head. My imagined version of it is probably way off. My mother and I both found ways to make ourselves useful to the eventual community, finding and crafting and re-purposing old things. It was nice. quote:What happened to you? I'd heard that a good ship could make it down the great river and reach the open ocean by noon. Through the mist, and learning that there is no substitute for experience, I ran aground several times over the next two days. The shore was lush with overgrown, overripe plant life I didn't recognize, and I did not dare step foot off the skiff into the black muck. I thought about all the beautiful paintings I'd seen of the ocean stretching off to the horizon... through the mist, I was only able to mark my passage into the ocean by the salt in the water around me. I ran out of food and fresh water. I vomited from drinking salt. I felt like I was out at sea for weeks, but it may have been only a day or two. Then, the fog parted, and there in broad daylight was the widest blue-green expanse of water I had ever seen. And stretching across the horizon, a massive fleet of over a hundred warships, corsairs, galleys - the royal armada, still afloat after all these years. And afloat together! They were lashed together by a wide improvised work of ropes and nets, bobbing out of sync with each other, occasionally creaking and knocking together. I forgot my thirst, rowed to them, and started exploring between hulls, looking for an easy way up to the decks. I rounded the corner of a galley, and saw a woman standing on the water's surface. Her skin was bluish, like she'd drowned, and her dark hair was knotted with seaweed and kelp. She kicked at the water, almost playfully, and a white-crested wave rose up with incredible force, to snap my skiff against a warship's keel and break my leg. She took a step towards me, looking curious, and a thirty-foot swell rose up to flip me off of the splintered wood I was clinging to. She held out a finger and beckoned me forward, only to call a hurricane-force gust of wind that pulled the air from my lungs. She looked amused as I sunk beneath the surface to drown. quote:What do you do? StringOfLetters fucked around with this message at 17:50 on Jan 26, 2016 |
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# ¿ Mar 28, 2024 11:57 |
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I like it a lot! Even more options to wring my hands over.
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# ¿ Jan 20, 2016 21:42 |
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I vote for C.
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# ¿ Jan 22, 2016 03:21 |
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To establish some basic philosophical ground with the Cleric (who is a woman), Ser Dominik and Mikaela; you both mentioned a capital-G God, which implies a lot. What does your big Guy think about polytheistic foreigners who believe that their mystical powers come from one of many star gods? Agerios, hypothetically, if someone said that your philosopher-kings were a bunch of blow-hard dictators running a nation-sized personality cult, how would you take it?
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# ¿ Jan 25, 2016 02:09 |
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Based on some conversation about the lands we lived in, and astronomical constants, does it seem like we're all from different nations, or different worlds entirely?
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# ¿ Jan 25, 2016 07:28 |
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So, I get a brain load of that merchant & caste memory from having picked up his armor?
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# ¿ Jan 25, 2016 22:02 |
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The Other Thread posted:
I'm not clear on what this means. Mikaela just hero'd us out of having to decide who gets squished, right? Or does this just mean some of the many other ways in which we're probably going to die? If I misunderstood and we still need a tribute, I'll volunteer. StringOfLetters fucked around with this message at 17:20 on Jan 31, 2016 |
# ¿ Jan 31, 2016 17:16 |
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I'll make us all rich.
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# ¿ Jan 31, 2016 21:29 |
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Finally found an image that looks like my character. If I get re-formed, can I take a toke from the bad mystic vessel to finally get spells? Or will that need a proper Recovery, since the wording was 'restore spent spells.'
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# ¿ Feb 1, 2016 23:48 |
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Bacon In A Wok posted:Discern Realities - roll on IRC was 2d6=11. The question Mikaela wants answered, since she hasn't read the DW rulebook, is 'How do we get past the trees?'. Not sure which if any of the questions on the standard list best translates, let me know if I need to ask a different question altogether. http://www.dungeonworldsrd.com/moves#TOC-Discern-Realities
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# ¿ Feb 4, 2016 16:22 |
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Yeah girl, do your knife thing, I got your back.
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# ¿ Feb 5, 2016 19:45 |
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Oooh, okay. I was going off,quote:quote: Which I thought meant in addition to the other Cleric moves that include all cleric spells. I thought it was maybe ridiculously good, but I figured that meant you had very bad adversity planned. In that case, I'll start with Speak with Dead, Bless, and Cause Fear, plus one wizard spell after our new best wizard friend picks theirs.
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# ¿ Feb 10, 2016 00:44 |
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Given our replenishable mortality and mystical flask thingies, committing a whole spell slot to healing seems a little meh. I'll snag Charm Person.
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# ¿ Feb 10, 2016 01:51 |
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Does Agerios still get the bonus from my flubbed Bless? Also, I figured out a great way to work the new characters in. I'll just get us all killed and we can meet them back in the nexus!
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# ¿ Feb 11, 2016 00:35 |
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Oh yeah! Doing it. Edited a roll into the thread post - gonna add some prayer to that prayer.
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# ¿ Feb 11, 2016 00:46 |
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Hey, me too!
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# ¿ Feb 19, 2016 22:10 |
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Oh, alright! It's revoked, then. I wouldn't have pegged Venner for a stand-and-fight type either, but it sounds like the gently caress-hound has him pretty well cornered. If it only helps with one roll while he tries to get past it, it (probably) won't have been wasted. Gotta stop being so stingy with spells, anyways. Edited it as revoked. StringOfLetters fucked around with this message at 05:50 on Feb 28, 2016 |
# ¿ Feb 28, 2016 05:44 |
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I think our soul bank will keep accumulating if we get the bonfire, but this is an opportunity to 'cash out' and get somebody a bonus soul move. (?) If somebody wants to disagree with me and snuff the hell pooch, that'd be a pretty interesting turn.
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# ¿ Mar 7, 2016 21:57 |
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I think it's funnier if he destroys the door again instead of opening it.
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# ¿ Mar 15, 2016 21:15 |
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I meant to encourage Ysolde to start the zappin' ritual, but spouting lore is absolutely something Odessa would do if it were remotely possible. Edited post.
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# ¿ Mar 24, 2016 05:46 |
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Loving it all!
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# ¿ Mar 28, 2016 18:31 |
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# ¿ Mar 28, 2024 11:57 |
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Derp. Edited this post with damage and a defy danger roll.
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# ¿ Apr 8, 2016 05:20 |