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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Mallus" data-source="post: 4651367" data-attributes="member: 3887">The following is from a session write-up/future Story Hour by our newest player in which our heroes first used a Skill Challenge to resolve a <s>bold</s> <s>brash</s> ill-conceived PC plan to delay a government official they believed hostile to their goals from taking office in their district. The plan? Publicly accuse the official of pederasty and pin him in his residence w/an angry mob. The usual suspects include Odanais, a decadent young human mage, Asarlai, an elderly half-elven warlock, Heyoka, a canine-looking Longtooth Shifter fighter, and Yatagan a Dragonborn paladin with a questionable understanding of virtue.________________________________Yatagan stands before the crowd, suspended on a near-invisible and floating stage. Behind the reptilian warrior stands Odanais, while Heyoka and Asarlai are on the ground, among the crowd gathering around the platform.“I have come before you all to reveal a most shocking thing,” Yatagan bellows in a theatrical voice. “Stephan Petard—your Magistrate—is guilty of … pederasty!”He pauses, evidently trying to create a dramatic effect. The crowd simply stares.“Stephan Petard,” Yatagan repeats, “is guilty of pederasty!” Again he pauses, but the desired reaction still doesn’t come.Odanais whispers, “I think the plebeians don’t know what pederasty means.”“Oh,” says Yatagan, only momentarily nonplussed. Grinning cheerily, he proclaims loudly, “I mean he touches your children in unfathomable ways! And he makes them touch both heads…”Odanais whispers urgently, “Yatagan, humans only have one head… there.”Yatagan frowns and whispers back, “Really? How… odd!” Then he shrugs and again addresses the crowd, “… the one head of his manhood!”The crowd is really paying attention now. People whisper to each other. Did you know that, one person asks. In another corner, someone quietly says to the man next to him, Hmm. I always suspected there was something strange about him…Excellent! Yatagan’s disconcertingly cheery grin widens as he explains the consequences of having a pedophile magistrate. “Think of your children,” he repeats over and over, subletly not being of the Dragonborn's strong points “Or, better yet, think of yourselves in their shoes—would you really like to touch Petard... there!?”The League’s audience is strangely attentive by this point, some beginning to agree with Dragonborn rhetoric in disconcerting unison. But others clearly need more convincing, so Asarlai begins to speak, explicating the extent of Petard’s crimes via somewhat unconvincing “eye-witness accounts”. And then Odanais takes the stage, weaving an eloquent --albeit inaccurate and exaggerated-- account of magistrates and their deviant ways throughout the history of the Port. And when he is finished, Heyoka, whose knowledge of human anatory clearly exceeds that of the Dragonborn's, informs the crowd, goes into graphic detail of the magistrate's imaginary crimes, slamming his fist into his palm at appropriate moments and attempting once to illustrate the point by becoming overly... friendly with a bystander's leg. When the dog-like shifter has finished (and the whimpering recipient of his attention has fled), Yatagan raises his hands above the crowd. “People of the Quadrille,” he bellows, “This is a new time in the Port. A time for a new morality. For the Radiant Seed of Justice to spread its sticky righteousness among you! A new god has spoken to me!” He grasps his nether regions in a gesture which only has real meaning to the other members of the League. “We must have justice!” Odanais gestures surreptitiously as the paladin poses dramatically and a halo spreads out behind Yatagan, illumining him in golden light. Cries of excitement and wonder arise among the crowd.Grinning maniacally, the paladin jumps off the stage and begins moving through the excited people. “Now you know what must be done! Show Petard that he cannot get away with molesting defenseless children!” he bellows dramatically. “To the Magistrate’s mansion!” He waves a hand to indicate a direction, wavers and then pauses uncertainly, until Odanais’ stage whisper says in his ear, “It’s the big building behind us!” Unabashed, Yatagan turns and gestures, “Forward!”There is a roar from the crowd and it surges forward, quickly transforming into an angry mob. The change is underlined by the almost immediate appearance of torches and pitchforks. Few in the mob stop to ask themselves where these objects came from, and why an old man with a cane and an especially hirsute shifter seem to have had an entire wagon full of them ready and parked nearby.As the outraged mob start to swarm around the Magistrate’s home, the members of the League quickly slip away into the night.</blockquote>

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