Friday 2-6pm: The Winter Witch (GenCon Noobies Game) - FULL- Accepting Alts

[Rodrigo Istalindir]

Every year at the time of the solstice, the villagers of St. Silas commemorate their century-old victory over the fearsome Winter Witch. Gentlefolk travel from all over the Three Kingdoms to partake of the festivities -- the bards' tales, the fine foods, the dancing and revelry. You and your comrades-in-arms have just returned from a harrowing expedition, flush with looted treasure and the thrill of cheating death once again. The festival seems like the perfect place for a well-earned rest.

Since the victory over the Witch, snow falls rarely in St. Silas. Superstition has it that snowfall during the festival heralds a long, harsh winter, so when the first flakes began to slowly drift to earth there was a collective sense of disappointment. Now seven days have passed. The town is buried under a blanket of white and still the snow falls, light but constant. A trapper staggers into town, frost-bitten and near death. With his final breath, he gasps "The Winter Witch has returned."

A fantasy game using the Green Ronin Song of Ice and Fire rules (though not the setting). Pre-gens will be provided.

Anyone is welcome, but folks from ENWorld attending their first GenCon will have first shot at spots in this game.


1. Hand of Mystra -- Brother Elian
2. Matthew Freeman -- Phillip of Quarregnon
3. Mustrum Ridcully
4. Nareau
5. Kitesh -- Paulus Morrel
6. Mad Lord of Milk


Alt 1. Nareau
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[Rodrigo Istalindir]

Characters:

Ragnar Longtooth

The ostensible leader of the bunch, although the others listen more out of respect than duty. You're a skilled archer, and not too shabby with an axe, either. You served in the Esqerran army for a number of years, and although you have a knack for leadership, you also have a knack for pissing off those in charge. A band of fortune-seekers is a better fit than a company of soldiers. You thank the gods that your companions agreed it was time to return to civilization. The visions had become almost unbearable.

Phillip of Quarregnon

An unlikely adventurer. Of all the companions, you had the least reason to turn your back on civilization and spend two years risking life and limb for less wealth than you left behind. Whereas others learned the way of the sword in the heat of battle, you learned from private tutors. Still, you've been an equal partner in this expedition, and the teasing from the others has become a sign of friendship instead of contempt. You seem least affected by the trials faced in the Empire, but still you sometimes awaken in the dark of night and choke back a scream.

Lyracae Du Lac

You are something of an enigma. While women of the Three Kingdoms are considered fully equal with men, very few live the life of an adventurer. When you left the room where Ragnar was conducting interviews after only a few minutes, the rest of the companions assumed you were some starry-eyed runaway sent packing. When Longtooth followed a moment later and announced you were joining the band, they were stunned. What could you have done to impress their unflappable leader? And what would they say if they knew that you were not some simple warrior, but the last of the Imperial line?


Paulus Morrel

While slavery has been outlawed in the Three Kingdoms for generations, indentured servitude is still used as a punishment for criminals. You are the stereotypical ‘innocent man wrongly accused’. Except for the ‘innocent’ and ‘wrongly’ parts. And if you had returned the noble’s jewels, you’d have probably gotten off with hard labor. But you truly, honestly, couldn’t remember where you hid them. The noble was more than happy to sell your contract to Ragnar – the thought of you dying a horrible death in some forgotten tomb was better than the money, anyway.

Brother Elian

Magic is uncommon in the Kingdoms since the war. Some think this is because of the knowledge lost in the carnage; others think that its practice has simply moved into the shadows. Your ‘gift’ would have been considered terrible even in the darkest of places. Although your Order forbid you to use your power, it has come in quite useful during the expedition. If the others were bothered at first, they’ve learned to hide their revulsion

Amethyst

You are not one of the original companions. They found you wandering the Machree wastelands. Although you did not speak for weeks, you could understand simple directions. They named you after your striking violet eyes. Slowly, with the kindness of the others and the growing distance from the wastes, you emerged from your shell, Your memory is fragmented – you remember travelling with your family, and being attacked by fierce creatures, but little else until the others found you. They were shocked the first time the change came upon you, but they did not turn you away. Perhaps a woman transforming into a wild panther before their eyes was not the strangest sight they had seen among the ruins.

 

[HandofMystra]

Rodrigo, thanks for doing this. Ironically one of the two AGOT games is in that same time slot. I guess I will drop the AGOT games. Both ASOIAF games in the schedule was sold out and I have a chance to meet some ENworlders!

Every year at the time of the solstice, the villagers of St. Silas commemorate their century-old victory over the fearsome Winter Witch. Gentlefolk travel from all over the Three Kingdoms to partake of the festivities -- the bards' tales, the fine foods, the dancing and revelry. You and your comrades-in-arms have just returned from a harrowing expedition, flush with looted treasure and the thrill of cheating death once again. The festival seems like the perfect place for a well-earned rest.

Since the victory over the Witch, snow falls rarely in St. Silas. Superstition has it that snowfall during the festival heralds a long, harsh winter, so when the first flakes began to slowly drift to earth there was a collective sense of disappointment. Now seven days have passed. The town is buried under a blanket of white and still the snow falls, light but constant. A trapper staggers into town, frost-bitten and near death. With his final breath, he gasps "The Winter Witch has returned."

A fantasy game using the Green Ronin Song of Ice and Fire rules (though not the setting). Pre-gens will be provided.

Anyone is welcome, but folks from ENWorld attending their first GenCon will have first shot at spots in this game.


1. Brother Elian - Hand of Mystra - Jim
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5.
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[Mathew_Freeman]

I'd love to play.

Can I put my name down for Phillip? I think a snooty British accent will work terribly well.

 

[Rodrigo Istalindir]

I think a snooty British accent will work terribly well.

Fine. But no extraneous U's. I can't abide extraneous U's.

 

[Mustrum_Ridcully]

How about German accents? Do you accept them, too? And where do they fit?

 

[Rodrigo Istalindir]

How about German accents? Do you accept them, too? And where do they fit?

Above French and Belgian, below Australian. And yes, I accept them, with the caveat that I may require you to say 'We have ways of making you talk.' for my amusement. Are you asking for a spot in the game?

 

[GILGAMESH]

Barring any scheduling issues, count me in.
Ragnar sounds like fun to me.

 

[Mustrum_Ridcully]

Above French and Belgian, below Australian. And yes, I accept them, with the caveat that I may require you to say 'We have ways of making you talk.' for my amusement. Are you asking for a spot in the game?

Yes, I am.

 

[Kitesh]

Noob reporting for duty. Count me in for Paulus.