J. Alexander
First Post
Scott,
Please diable this thread, as the game has been put on hold...thanks
Please diable this thread, as the game has been put on hold...thanks
The Four Lands
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J. Alexander
First Post
Dreams
For Shensei:
[sblock]Shensei has been working in a small independent mine just north of the Savage Moutains for just over three months. It is a highly profitable mine, producing some very fine quality silver and iron but is subject to raids and underground attacks by the Beasties living in the Savage Mountains and other various nasties of the underworld. Rumor has it that the mine is somehow connected to the much deeper, darker realms of the underworld. Recently, Shensei has been having a feeling of disquite and restleness. At odd times, his mind becomes pre occupied with just random thoughts, and even attempts to calm his racing thoughs with the disclipine learned at the monastery are often unsuccessful. The one reoccuring referrence that he does remember is "Seek and Serve the Crimson Lion, answers may be found there, whcih are often hidden".[/sblock]
For Shensei:
[sblock]Shensei has been working in a small independent mine just north of the Savage Moutains for just over three months. It is a highly profitable mine, producing some very fine quality silver and iron but is subject to raids and underground attacks by the Beasties living in the Savage Mountains and other various nasties of the underworld. Rumor has it that the mine is somehow connected to the much deeper, darker realms of the underworld. Recently, Shensei has been having a feeling of disquite and restleness. At odd times, his mind becomes pre occupied with just random thoughts, and even attempts to calm his racing thoughs with the disclipine learned at the monastery are often unsuccessful. The one reoccuring referrence that he does remember is "Seek and Serve the Crimson Lion, answers may be found there, whcih are often hidden".[/sblock]
J. Alexander
First Post
Messenger
For Angeleo
[sblock]Angelo is currently visiting his mother in the Confederation City of Brightlaw, where he moved her for safety. Scraping together most of his avaialbe funds, Angelo manages to purchase for her a small farm in what would have to be considered a suburb of the City itself. The small hamlet in which the farm is located is just about 5 miles outside the main gate of Brghtlaw with easy acess to a major trade road, though the hamlet itslef sits on a side road. The farm he was able to purchase consists of 100 acres of wooded pasturelands with several brooks and natural ponds on the property. Surronding the house is a rather large garden of some 5 acres that is devoted to fresh produce. Beyond the produce garden is theselling point that hooked Angelo on the site. A lovely orchard of apple, and cherry trees surronded by an even larger grove of pecans and walnuts (10 acres total) nestles on a small bank overlooking a beautful brook and pond. Numerous small waterfalls abound and the entire grove has an overwhelling sense of peace and tranqulity about it.
The property itself consists of two large barns and a stought fortified manor house . Both the Barns and the house are in need of major renovations but for now it is serviacable. Secretly, Angelo, cringes at the thought of how much it is going to take to repair but keeps a good face in front of his mother.
A week after taking title and moving into the property, Angelo, awakes to find a famialr weight on his chest. As he wakens he spots black and white cat silently sitting on his chestlooing at him as if to say "It's about time you woke up" Angleo instanly recongizes the cat as the beloved pet of his former Mentor which disappered when his Mentor was killed. Laing just in front of the beastie is a dark red/crimson envelope with familar handwritting upon it.
Now for the bad news.....besides his starting equipment, Angelo is stripped of all wealth but 250 gp....he had to buy the property
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angelo
For Angeleo
[sblock]Angelo is currently visiting his mother in the Confederation City of Brightlaw, where he moved her for safety. Scraping together most of his avaialbe funds, Angelo manages to purchase for her a small farm in what would have to be considered a suburb of the City itself. The small hamlet in which the farm is located is just about 5 miles outside the main gate of Brghtlaw with easy acess to a major trade road, though the hamlet itslef sits on a side road. The farm he was able to purchase consists of 100 acres of wooded pasturelands with several brooks and natural ponds on the property. Surronding the house is a rather large garden of some 5 acres that is devoted to fresh produce. Beyond the produce garden is theselling point that hooked Angelo on the site. A lovely orchard of apple, and cherry trees surronded by an even larger grove of pecans and walnuts (10 acres total) nestles on a small bank overlooking a beautful brook and pond. Numerous small waterfalls abound and the entire grove has an overwhelling sense of peace and tranqulity about it.
The property itself consists of two large barns and a stought fortified manor house . Both the Barns and the house are in need of major renovations but for now it is serviacable. Secretly, Angelo, cringes at the thought of how much it is going to take to repair but keeps a good face in front of his mother.
A week after taking title and moving into the property, Angelo, awakes to find a famialr weight on his chest. As he wakens he spots black and white cat silently sitting on his chestlooing at him as if to say "It's about time you woke up" Angleo instanly recongizes the cat as the beloved pet of his former Mentor which disappered when his Mentor was killed. Laing just in front of the beastie is a dark red/crimson envelope with familar handwritting upon it.
Now for the bad news.....besides his starting equipment, Angelo is stripped of all wealth but 250 gp....he had to buy the property
[/sblock]angelo
Scotley
Hero
Angelo Human Mage
For the DM [sblock]Angelo glares at his own Raven familiar 'Bodie' on his perch. "Some guard you are," Angelo grouses to the bird with a tone of exasperation. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he sits up and takes the letter. He examines it carefully for traps of a mundane or magical nature, before slicing it open with a dagger from under his pillow.[/sblock]
For the DM [sblock]Angelo glares at his own Raven familiar 'Bodie' on his perch. "Some guard you are," Angelo grouses to the bird with a tone of exasperation. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he sits up and takes the letter. He examines it carefully for traps of a mundane or magical nature, before slicing it open with a dagger from under his pillow.[/sblock]
J. Alexander
First Post
Messeage
OCC: Use spoilers if you want, I just did not know if you guys wanted to share all your infomration and plans up front or keep them to yourself...
For Angelo
[sblock]The raven hops down onto Angelo's chest and gives him a quick peck at the ear as if to say..stupid i know the cat better than i know you.
The messeage, written in your mentors hand reads as follows.
My Dearest Angelo,
Should you be reading this letter than I shall be a good six months dead, most likely killed by the young upstart who desires nothing but to dwell in blood and unsurp command before his time. The shadow of forsgith is upon me and I have taken steps to ensure that he reaps no profit from his actions, as he will never lay hands on my Grimore or the other book he so covets. My legacey is for you Angele, I wish you to take it up. Go to Gwyneed and speak to my old frined Daneil Marlow in the City of Rhemuth. He is a priest of the light so be carefull of what you say, while being broader minded than most, as he too has the seed of talent, he will not brook defiance or slander towards his beloved instituiton.
With warmenst affecdtion.
P
Oh and please take care of my cat.[/sblock]
OCC: Use spoilers if you want, I just did not know if you guys wanted to share all your infomration and plans up front or keep them to yourself...
For Angelo
[sblock]The raven hops down onto Angelo's chest and gives him a quick peck at the ear as if to say..stupid i know the cat better than i know you.
The messeage, written in your mentors hand reads as follows.
My Dearest Angelo,
Should you be reading this letter than I shall be a good six months dead, most likely killed by the young upstart who desires nothing but to dwell in blood and unsurp command before his time. The shadow of forsgith is upon me and I have taken steps to ensure that he reaps no profit from his actions, as he will never lay hands on my Grimore or the other book he so covets. My legacey is for you Angele, I wish you to take it up. Go to Gwyneed and speak to my old frined Daneil Marlow in the City of Rhemuth. He is a priest of the light so be carefull of what you say, while being broader minded than most, as he too has the seed of talent, he will not brook defiance or slander towards his beloved instituiton.
With warmenst affecdtion.
P
Oh and please take care of my cat.[/sblock]
Scotley
Hero
Angelo Human Mage
Angelo looks at the letter in his hand for some time before carefully folding it and placing it back in the envelop. He steps from the bed still naked and walks to the window, looking out over his little farm. He scratches the cat idily behind the ears as he stands and considers. To the Raven on its perch or perhaps only to himself he says, "what would a city boy like me do on a farm anyway." He takes up a piece of paper and writes a detailed note about things that need to be taken care of in his absense. He opens a large book and studies the arcane writings there, prepairing the magic in his mind for a journey. Finally, he steps to the wardrobe and dresses in armor and traveling clothes. He packs a bag, and takes up his staff. He takes the cat to the kitchen, "I guess you'd like a little something to eat?" He finds cold chicken and a puts it in a dish. He goes to inform his mother that he must go away on business and within the hour he is mounted on a warhorse, a crossbow and a cat on his saddlebow the Raven flying overhead.
Angelo looks at the letter in his hand for some time before carefully folding it and placing it back in the envelop. He steps from the bed still naked and walks to the window, looking out over his little farm. He scratches the cat idily behind the ears as he stands and considers. To the Raven on its perch or perhaps only to himself he says, "what would a city boy like me do on a farm anyway." He takes up a piece of paper and writes a detailed note about things that need to be taken care of in his absense. He opens a large book and studies the arcane writings there, prepairing the magic in his mind for a journey. Finally, he steps to the wardrobe and dresses in armor and traveling clothes. He packs a bag, and takes up his staff. He takes the cat to the kitchen, "I guess you'd like a little something to eat?" He finds cold chicken and a puts it in a dish. He goes to inform his mother that he must go away on business and within the hour he is mounted on a warhorse, a crossbow and a cat on his saddlebow the Raven flying overhead.
J. Alexander
First Post
Angelo
As Angelo is preparing the chicken in the kitchen, he gets the distinct picture of a fish in his mind, but brushes it aside as his he is preoccupied with the 1001 little details about his upcoming journey. After hurridly packing a bag, and saying good bye he set off down the farm road to the main highway. Upon reaching the highway he turns north towards the City of Brightlaw and it's Port. From here he can go either overland or by sea depending on which way the winds of fate blow him. It is not very l ong into his jouney that Angelo begins to hear a genlte purring from the cat. Looking down, he finds his new found charge contendly stretched across the saddle and soudly sleeping. The raven flies ahead and keeps him posted as to the traffice, but nothing except carriages and wagons are on the road, most of which are headed into the city for the daily markets.
After several hours, Angelo comes to the Great Gate and is challanged for entry by the Gate Guard.
"Who asks leave to enter the City of Brightlaw, Seat of the his Grace Anthony the XX!.
As Angelo is preparing the chicken in the kitchen, he gets the distinct picture of a fish in his mind, but brushes it aside as his he is preoccupied with the 1001 little details about his upcoming journey. After hurridly packing a bag, and saying good bye he set off down the farm road to the main highway. Upon reaching the highway he turns north towards the City of Brightlaw and it's Port. From here he can go either overland or by sea depending on which way the winds of fate blow him. It is not very l ong into his jouney that Angelo begins to hear a genlte purring from the cat. Looking down, he finds his new found charge contendly stretched across the saddle and soudly sleeping. The raven flies ahead and keeps him posted as to the traffice, but nothing except carriages and wagons are on the road, most of which are headed into the city for the daily markets.
After several hours, Angelo comes to the Great Gate and is challanged for entry by the Gate Guard.
"Who asks leave to enter the City of Brightlaw, Seat of the his Grace Anthony the XX!.
Scotley
Hero
Angelo Human Mage
Nodding to the guard Angelo replies, "I am Angelo, a humble minstral traveling through your fair city. Could you recommend an inn or traven that might use a storyteller and musician?"
OOC: Angelo doesn't really want a job, but doesn't want to be noticed as out of the ordinary.
Nodding to the guard Angelo replies, "I am Angelo, a humble minstral traveling through your fair city. Could you recommend an inn or traven that might use a storyteller and musician?"
OOC: Angelo doesn't really want a job, but doesn't want to be noticed as out of the ordinary.
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Maidhc O Casain
Na Bith Mo Riocht Tá!
Tetsu
OOC: Todd, Tetsu will be the "use name" for my character -- it's a little easier to type/spell and I like the meaning better for a use name.
I don't care to have all of my posts as spoilers -- if Scott, or whoever else, wants to read them that's fine. I'll leave it to your discretion as to whether or not a piece of info you are giving me should be posted as a spoiler. You know me well, and probably have an idea as to what I'd like to conceal. I also trust the other players not to have their characters act on information they would not know but their players do.
Of course, if I post a spoiler, I'd like the reply to be a spoiler.
I'll post my first actions for my solo later tonight.
OOC: Todd, Tetsu will be the "use name" for my character -- it's a little easier to type/spell and I like the meaning better for a use name.
I don't care to have all of my posts as spoilers -- if Scott, or whoever else, wants to read them that's fine. I'll leave it to your discretion as to whether or not a piece of info you are giving me should be posted as a spoiler. You know me well, and probably have an idea as to what I'd like to conceal. I also trust the other players not to have their characters act on information they would not know but their players do.
Of course, if I post a spoiler, I'd like the reply to be a spoiler.
I'll post my first actions for my solo later tonight.
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