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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ralts Bloodthorne" data-source="post: 295143" data-attributes="member: 6390">OK, this takes place in Ravenloft (of course), BEFORE the Grand Conjuction.  The party consists of 8 PC's backed by veteran players, and for something strange, I allowed people from Earth (some from Masque of the Red Death).  Yes, I know we violated some canon rules, and altered some of the magic items.We have.....Babylonian Priest from Ur-dressed in ceremonial robes and still wielding his Staff of the PythonSumerian Sorcerer-Still carrying his Staff of the Snake, wearing only breechcloth and beaded medallion holy symbols, along with his "bracelets of power" and sandals.French Rogue-From the time of the Inquisition.  Dressed in rags, tattered leather armor, and with a tatoo across his back that enables him to breathe in sewage water and gain an immunity to normal disease.Roman Legionairre from the British Isles, around the time of the collapse of the Roman Empire, still wearing his Roman equipment, carrying his gladius, shield, and staff.Mexican Gunfighter-Got lost in a sandstorm at the Mexican/New Mexico/Texas border.  Still carrying both Army Colts, and her US Cavalry saber and Winchester .30-.30 repeating rifle.Knight Templar-Lost during the Second Crusade, wearing Full Plate, tower shield, tabard, cloak, carrying his great sword, short sword, long sword, and dagger.Incan Ranger-Carrying his obsidian studded war club, came to Ravenloft still face painted for war.Chinese Monk-From the time of the 3rd Ming Dynasty.  Keeper of her Houses Honor, was being persued by assassin's and got lost in her families garden of honor.First night of gaming is introductions.  Each starting in thier homeland.  Now, we absolutely MANGLED history, but it was fun.  Each player got to start out from outside of Ravenloft, interact with thier own culture (All those Time/Life books I bought at that yardsale got a workout that night) and then end up in Ravenloft.  They found themselves in a village, with the rotted lacings of snow on the ground.  They met one another, and found that not only could they speak thier own languages, but could speak the languages of these natives.  After meeting, and getting to know one another, and building character relations (The Sumerarian and the Babylonian hate one another, and view the Knight Templar with a combination of fear and awe, the rogue sees the Knight Templar as a Fist of the Church, and is afriad of him, the Chinese woman mistrusts and views all of them as barbarians, and so on, and so forth)  The party heads out into the great unknown, some mounted, some walking.Next night of Gaming....  The party rides for several days, paying a strange, foul smelling hunchback to pole them across the river, and came in sight of a vast, walled city.  Upon entering, the gates closed behind them, and they were stunned by the sights and sounds within.  A combination of Oktoberfest, Harvest Festival, Mardigras, Tet, and everything else is going on.  Costumes, face paints, masks, beaded strings, everything imaginable.  It took them awhile, but they managed to secure lodgings in a hotel, and split up.  Now, stay with me here, because this is where it gets complicated.  Costume buying took up some time, and the gunfighter dressed only in a leather thong and her pistol belts, pasting her hair across her breasts.  The Monk wore a mask of an Oni demon, the Knight Templar refused to dress for this pagan celebration, the Incan, Babylonian, Sumerian did not have to buy costumes.  The rogue dressed as face painted freak.Later-What happened in the city and the Hospice of St Andrew</blockquote>

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