The Bold Adventures of Poins--On the Town

[jkason]

Weel, human cleric

"You've made quite a daring decision joining this army. Apparently the war has been going rather badly... Not that there's no chance of turning it around. But the situation certainly looks difficult, though the rewards are all the greater for it."

"Yes, I think we were a bit overly-spontaneous in our joining. Much as he's a curmudgen, Graevel seems to have had the right of it for his doubts," Weel says as the three move toward the field where he can set up the tent. "But we signed our names--all for our own reasons--and there's no backing out now. Just a lot of praying that we make it out the other end of this campaign in one piece."

 

[Rhialto]

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"Valla, Make no mistake, I'm not pleased to be in this... city. But, it's me own fault. opened me mouth and stuck in both feet. I'm good at that.
"It's good to see even a Dvarro and a Cob. All the tall men make me nervous. 'specially with me 'talent'...
"Bah! Rust and rot forget I said that! I'll be taking my purse and leaving."

ooc: I'm assuming that the cultures of Dvarro, Cobnyeus and Nibelungen are similar enough that I can address him by just his last name...
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Graevel:

[sblock]((OOC: Actually, Vindar would be a better choice. It's actually his name, while Valla is his clan.))

Vindar blinks. "Your--talent?" He raises a pair of spectacles on his jacket to his eyes and regards Graevel for a moment. "Ahh! Yes! I see! Are ye a Scholar then, like myself, or--" He blinks again, then laughs. "Dear me--do not tell me--a Blooded Sorcerer among the Hobyea!" He shakes his head. "My poor lad--that must be a burden. The Power of the Bressa--possessed by a member of the Exile. You must get quite a bit of unwanted attention..."[/sblock]

 

[Nephtys]

"Yes, I think we were a bit overly-spontaneous in our joining. Much as he's a curmudgen, Graevel seems to have had the right of it for his doubts," Weel says as the three move toward the field where he can set up the tent. "But we signed our names--all for our own reasons--and there's no backing out now. Just a lot of praying that we make it out the other end of this campaign in one piece."

Izara continues to engage in small-talk, while guiding the men trough the complex. "Ah, I hear you are a religious man. I'm afraid that's a matter I am unfamiliar with. May I ask which gods you serve?"

 

[jkason]

Weel, human cleric

Looking furtively to Caradoc, Weel deflects with "Ah, but the Society's ways are soulful and spiritual, are they not? It seems to me there is a kind of bodily prayer in the rituals I just witnessed, yes, a communing with the world and the power it holds?"

OOC:[sblock]While the party members have seen Weel perform divine magic, he hasn't let the army in on his abilities, since he worships Thraunos, a god from the rival nation of Archea. He's not sure how that'll fly in the Syran army. Give him a little while to learn to trust Izara, though, and I'm sure he'll open up. [/sblock]

 

[mps42]

Graevel:

[sblock]((OOC: Actually, Vindar would be a better choice. It's actually his name, while Valla is his clan.))

Vindar blinks. "Your--talent?" He raises a pair of spectacles on his jacket to his eyes and regards Graevel for a moment. "Ahh! Yes! I see! Are ye a Scholar then, like myself, or--" He blinks again, then laughs. "Dear me--do not tell me--a Blooded Sorcerer among the Hobyea!" He shakes his head. "My poor lad--that must be a burden. The Power of the Bressa--possessed by a member of the Exile. You must get quite a bit of unwanted attention..."[/sblock]

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"Ye have no idea. 'specially since it crops up when I want it least.
"I'll take up no more of yer time, Vindar. And you, Me little Cob, would be wise to either be more carefull who you pilfer from or practise yer gitaways. If I kin foller yeh, most anyone could."
Assuming Vindar and the Cobnyea have now more to say, Graevel will wander back towards the Emporium to see if his fellow recruits are about.
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[Nephtys]

Looking furtively to Caradoc, Weel deflects with "Ah, but the Society's ways are soulful and spiritual, are they not? It seems to me there is a kind of bodily prayer in the rituals I just witnessed, yes, a communing with the world and the power it holds?"

Izara ponders his question. "I have not really considered our rituals acts of religion, but more a meditative way to enhance our awareness of the world by weakening the internal barriers between ourselves and our surroundings. It is teorized that by weakening those mental barriers we will be able to interact swifter and more effectively with the rest of the world, particularly when it comes to combat.
Our philosophy centers on ourselves as parts of the world, but doesn't take divine beings into more than a very general account. We do not dwell on such questions as an afterlife, divine absolutes and active worship, though some chapters of our organization have sadly blurred the issues somewhat. The gods divide the world that we try to see holistically."

ooc: Rhialto, this is all obviously pulled out of the air but since I haven't found any information about Jannissary philosophy I figured it wouldn't do any harm making it up myself. If it clashes with your vision I'll gladly change it.

 

[Rhialto]

Izara ponders his question. "I have not really considered our rituals acts of religion, but more a meditative way to enhance our awareness of the world by weakening the internal barriers between ourselves and our surroundings. It is teorized that by weakening those mental barriers we will be able to interact swifter and more effectively with the rest of the world, particularly when it comes to combat.
Our philosophy centers on ourselves as parts of the world, but doesn't take divine beings into more than a very general account. We do not dwell on such questions as an afterlife, divine absolutes and active worship, though some chapters of our organization have sadly blurred the issues somewhat. The gods divide the world that we try to see holistically."

ooc: Rhialto, this is all obviously pulled out of the air but since I haven't found any information about Jannissary philosophy I figured it wouldn't do any harm making it up myself. If it clashes with your vision I'll gladly change it.

OOC: Actually--that sums it up beautifully. The Society is ruled by Monks and Janissaries who really prefer to keep the Gods out of things. If the Slaying Hand worships anything, it's duty.

 

[Nephtys]

OOC: Actually--that sums it up beautifully. The Society is ruled by Monks and Janissaries who really prefer to keep the Gods out of things. If the Slaying Hand worships anything, it's duty.

ooc:
Thanks , it seemed to fit into the far-eastern flavour of the Society.

 

[jkason]

Weel, human cleric

Weel smiles. "Worship--at least in my experience--is about giving yourself up to something greater than yourself. In the case of the Society, that's the world at large. Probably more druidic than something you'd find at most temples, but certainly a strong spiritual philosophy."

As they wander closer to camp, he points.

"We should probably get our tent set up before it gets too late."

OOC:[sblock]Know (architecture & engineering) or Craft (construction) check to find a good, solid place to set up? Both have the same bonus (+6), so I don't know that it matters which one.[/sblock]

 

[Rhialto]

It doesn't take very long for Weel to find a nice site, though glares follow the group as they begin to setup their tent.

They're about half-way finished when a large ogre approaches their tent. "Lord Etzel invites new men to feast!" he bellows.