Sigil, A Fresh Start

[Legolizard]

This is the Game Thread for the all warforged game.
You are all a part of a refugy of warforged looking for a new home and a new start.
With the help of your leader, A powerful Warforged wizard Spark, you have trnasported your colony to Sigil, the city at the center of the Multiverse and the city of portals.

Your settlement:
Iron Hall as it is called, apears very much like a fortified castle but made of metal. It is 100yards by 100 yards and wo stories tall. It has a most anything a warforge would need. Repair shops, labs, a room for every warforged, kitchen (yes a kitchen, warforge don't need to eat but can still eat for enjoyment because they still have tast), library, chaples to both Hatchet the Reforged and The Lord Of Blades and the very center, a creation forge.

Sigil: It is the city of portals. You can get to any plane of existance from this city. It is home to everykind of creature imaginable and then some and It is all ruled be the lady of pain. Despite what many call Sigil on the outside, its simply known as the cage to those that live there.

The Wards : Sigil is seperated into several wars or districts.

The Lower Ward: This is were all the craftmen live and the plae to go if you want to find a portal to the lower planes.

The Ladies Ward: not actualy the home of the Lady of Pain, but this is were almost all Sigils wealth, power and temples are and they know how to show it.

The Market Ward: Anything you ever need is here. Goods services and anything else would want is here.

GuildHall Ward: while guilds haven't realy played a signifacant role in sigil since the lafy of pain bained them from holding power in sigil, they still keep are the namesack of the ward. This ward is also home to Sigils middle class and many race settlments (including Iron Hall).

The Clerks Ward: This is the place you go if want to do something and you don't want to attract a lot of attention. Many crime organazations have their headquarters here. But despite being the sidy part of sigil, it is also home to the Civic Festhall. It is run by the Secioty of Sensati and combines the best parts of a museum, theatre, concert hall, tavern and art district.

The Hive: The slums of Sigil. It is also known as a minature sigil because you can get anything you want her, live here, no questions asked and for dirt cheap. This ward is starting to fuse with the clerks ward.

First Order of business:

You are asked by spark to go out and join organazations and make links in your new home city. The only links the settlment has right now are with the neighboring settlements. The halflings are freindly at least but the Gythanki just tolerable or you.

Basicaly, what guild/ organazations do you guys individualy want to join. A guid will be waiting for you at the inn down the street to take to you to the diffrent places you want to go. Stick together, Sigil can be a very dangerouse place.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Hammer looked out the windows of the fortress, wondering what lay within the Cage. He had little time to do any exploring when the warforged had first arrived, and so much was still a mystery to him. Yet now he and his comrades were to go and forge alliances with others, they were being given free rein to explore as they pleased. What astounding good fortune! Hammer scarcely knew where to begin, and looking out the window perhaps would give him an idea of where to start.*

*Tall and lean, with lines carved upon his plating that suggested movement and speed, Hammer seemed to be moving even when sitting still. To an extent that wasn't just appearances, as Hammer always seemed to be doing something. His face, however, was set in peculiar lines of sadness, with a teardrop carved below his right eye.*

"Where do we go from here?" he poses to the others. Perhaps they had more idea than him.

 

[Lobo Lurker]

Forged takes in the jumbled mass of flesh and stone that surrounds thier little enclave. Iron Hall... an interesting name; yet we are an interesting people. He finishes polishing the emblazoned blades carved into his chassis and walks out to meet the others, spying the warforged known only has 'Hammer'. An interesting designation.

His silvery chassis gleaming despite the Sigilian lighting, he states. "Well, it seems that we are to be greeting others and spreading the word of our arrival. Where do you think we should begin? I think we would prove most valuable to the labor guilds here. We do not sleep, and need no rest... that alone should be worth an extra day's pay. With capital, all things become easier."

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"Is there a guild of laborers? Perhaps porters... or messengers? I used to do that, and was quite good at it. Hmm... maybe even transporting things across the planes! That is something that could be very interesting, and very likely, considering where we are," Hammer commented, thinking aloud.

 

[P0L]

Whisper stops sharpening one of his blades against his forearm. His head tilts in interest.

A job, something to do, that would be good


Out of habit, whipser keeps to the shadier corners of the room, his dark armor swirling with shadows. He is a lean thin, and shorter warforged with a head that appears to be one smooth piece of black iron, only the mouth moving on its lower end.

 

[Ranger Rick]

"I am going to pray first. I must thank the gods for my safe arrival. Anyone is welcome to join me."

Noseblade, without paying any attention, takes all of his gear and heads to the chapel for the "Lord of the Blades". Before arriving he finds & catches a small warm-blooded animal. (I assume there are rats/mice that an 8th ranger can catch with no problem) Upon arriving at the chapel, he enters. He reverently takes out his long sword and each dagger. Lovingly he arranges them and than prays over each and weapon. He thanks his god for allowing himself to arrive safely. Upon finishing his prayers, he ritualistically, slices* into the rodent, than whiping the blood, he sheathes each weapon. Carefully he wraps the dead rodent and sets it afire as a final burning sacrifice.

OOC: Where do I find out more information on Sigil?

* this ritual is self-imposed & does not indicate that the weapons have any added enhancement. The blades can not be sheathed unles blood is drawn. Since he can not draw his own blood, he uses/sacrifices rodents.

 

[Lobo Lurker]

OOC: RangerRick, just FYI we're in a magical city at the center (or on top of) the multiverse. Imagine the that city is built inside of a hollow doughnut. If you look up, you see the other side of the the city. Your comment about a woodline made me think that you don't know where we are (Sigil isn't a natural place and thus no woodline).

 

[Jdvn1]

Self looks around, awestruck by the sight of the place... after a moment he seems to have gotten on the roughly the same page as everyone else. "Oh, um. Laborer's Guild? Perhaps an Adventurer's Guild would provide more interesting tasks?"

 

[Lobo Lurker]

"We could perform interesting tasks... but then we wouldn't be proving our superiority over the fleshed beings of this city. None-the-less. You make a good point. We need to establish a reputation for ourselves."

 

[Jdvn1]

Self nods in agreement, "True, true. Maybe we should walk throughout the city to get a feel for everything? Maybe ideas will come to us as we grow accustomed to the city."