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Arcata screwed up her persuasion check, which I stated in my post was because she came off as being haughty. She did address the crowd at one point. I don't think he's referring to U'Tempei's words, but rather Arcata's.

"No one will be walking over anyone," Arcata says, lifting her voice. "Each of us has a role to play. Some of us are skilled farmers, or blacksmiths, or workers of wood. Others..." She gives Carroc a thin smile. "Some of us have skills in other areas. Like fighting. Protecting people and...

Ah, hence the confusion. I thought we were shaping the entire scope of history, and we'd work out where the game fell later on. Okay then.

"It's premature to stir these people against the orcs," Arcata says forthrightly. "We don't know what's going on yet. Our next move is to scout the orcs, see what they're doing and who they're doing it with. What happened here today was not normal orc behavior, Saarthax. Raising a mob could be...

Hehe, I'm having so much trouble figuring out what we're doing here...I feel really dense, and I'm sorry. Are we creating the 'periods' of history now, or just deciding how it begins and ends? Because I don't think the history of the world starts with the sun going out. I think there must have...

Ah yeah, crazygnome game...where did we leave off again? We finished up the fight on the ships, yeah?

Setis planted the heel of her staff into the loam and squinted slightly at the giant insect. She seemed to shiver, and opened her mouth wide. Then wider. And wider than a human mouth could possibly open. Her throat and lips and the inside of her mouth and throat seemed to shimmer, and developed...

Arcata watched the mob with a stirring of trepidation. Something about the whole situation felt off to her. The fire in the hut...the attack, which was powerful but rather small after all. What had the orcs hoped to achieve? That hadn't been a raiding party. She goes over to Saarthax and looks...

Limping on her hurt leg, Mei grimaces and carefully moves further into the house to get a peek into the back rooms and see what lies within. "He could have set traps before he died," she points out softly to Shendra. "And a spirit out of balance can affect the world around them, even if they do...

(OOC - Is Thorn taking point? Protection from Acid would be good on anyone who's gonna be attracting attention in a fight. Also, does anyone have armor Thorn can wear that isn't super expensive mithril? :))

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It might be kind of a fun twist if we make the sun come back, and it winds up being a huge disruption and almost as bad as the sun disappearing the first time was, hehe.

"I meant the queen," Thorn clarifies. "If we get attacked by a swarm, the best I can do is try to draw them away from the rest of you." "...this is a terrible plan."

Ah, I get it now, thank you. So it's not yet defining both, but sort of laying out options. Making the world sunless is a very interesting option. It makes the world kind of post-apocalyptic, and it creates all kinds of needs for adaptations and difficulties and dangers. It makes the nature of...

Mei Ying moves cautiously up to the door, but pauses there to let doughtier people in ahead of her. Thus far nothing more threatening than rot in old wood was appearing, but if this place was special to the yokai, it could very well turn up to try to ward them away. How bad that would be...

Arcata felt as if the ground were tilting down under her feet as the monstrous orc charged her. As if he was standing still, and she were sliding inexorably towards him. Got a little too close, eh? her father's voice, mocking the airs of the posh, jested in her head. What a spot of bother...

Setis flattens her ears and snarls at the hyenas. Seeing someone move in behind one, she takes ruthless advantage of its distraction, attempting to latch on with her claws to get her teeth to the canine's throat! Three attacks, 2 claws and a bite Claw [roll0] attack for [roll1] Claw [roll2]...

Thorn scowled and started undoing the straps on her armor. "Adamantine," she muttered. "You think mithril's good enough, it only costs as much as a small ship to get armor out of it, but no...adamantine..." Despite being mithril, the breastplate is enameled a dull black, the better for her...

Hmm. I'm not sure what I'm seeing. Are we doing a Wheel of Time thing where history is a huge cycle, and the beginning is the ending is the beginning? Or are we trying to work out when the sun goes out and the evil awakens...beginning or end?

Hehe, sorry for the absences. I don't PLAN to be away, I swear...