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<blockquote data-quote="ratzofftoya" data-source="post: 8492439" data-attributes="member: 98819"><p><strong><em>Session 1: Maiden Voyage</em></strong></p><p></p><p>We began our journey with a peek into a place beyond space and time, the Celestial Library, where Keeper Lefebvre greeted a new recruit. It turns out that the Canon-Mother is seeking a new tale to weave into the tapestry. Based on her rather particular requirements, including the need for themes of class struggle, a walrus-person, and a breathtaking narrative arc, Keeper Lefebvre selected a particular tome for canonization--the March of Progress--and began to read therefrom to refresh his recollection and elucidate for the recruit.</p><p></p><p>The tale began in earnest with Ume, a Sub-Lieutenant of the Risuri Naval Service's Commissary Corps, and his superior, Egberticus, a Rear Admiral and the Corps' commander, hard at work on the feast commissioned for the launch of the RNS Coaltongue, a revolutionary steam-powered warship that would usher in an era of naval and, more importantly, technological parity between Risur and their long-time rival the north, Danor. Egberticus had risen to his rank through heroism and determination throughout the Yerasol Wars, transcending the typically low standing of his fellow Barri tribesman, and becoming the pride of all walrus-folk. Though if you ask him, it was at least partly due to the intercession of the one true god, Triegenes, due to Egberticus's unyielding faith in The Pentonian Church. As for Ume, they were just happy to hitch their star to Egberticus's wagon, seeking fortune and escape from the squalid living conditions of their kobold tribesmen in Risur's foothills, but Ume may be selling themselves short in that respect. Their pluck and keen eyes have helped both them and Egberticus out of many a jam in the past. But, their fighting days behind them, Egberticus and Ume's current focus was on concoting the most sumptuous spready imaginable, worthy of the royal attendees that would be at the event today.</p><p></p><p>We next checked in with two employees of Risur's Bureau of Modern Contraptions and Utilities, a sub-division of the Ministry of Arcana and Learning. Their Bosum Strand warehouse headquarters, typically empty so early in the day, was aglow with firelight as they prepared their things before heading off to serve as the Bureau's delegates to the launch of the Coaltongue. As one of the Bureau's interested in scientific and technological advancement, it was natural that someone should attend, and who could be better than two star employees, R'ren Nadurin and Ekthos. Both were ambivalent about the event, albeit for different reasons. R'ren, because his druidic, skyseer roots gave him a deep skepticism of technology in general, and war machines in particular; and Ekthos because he just isn't one for all the governmental pomp and circumstance. Ekthos is, by the way, a tiefling from Danor who grew up with a love of all things mechanical--for lack of a better term, Ekthos "does machines," partiularly simulacra of animals and other creatures. Before they left the Bureau for their assignment, Ekthos naturally donned his mech-suit, the "Ekthoskeleton," and R'ren shared a vision he had last night, borne by the evening sky.</p><p></p><p>[MEDIA=youtube]QK-uFWfQxHM[/MEDIA]</p><p></p><p>On their way out, they were met by the Bureau's lead, Lorna Elk, who asked--read "demanded"--that they support the Royal Homeland Constabulary's efforts at the launch of the RNS Coaltognue....Something about Lorna serving on the event's central planning committee and wanting to make a good impression on the Constabulary's assistant chief inspector, Stover Delft, a relatively powerful man about town. Begrudgingly, the duo agreed, though it was unclear they had any choice given Lorna's pushy demeanor, and set off for Royal Square, where the event was taking place.</p><p></p><p>It wasn't long before they found Assistant Chief Inspector Delft, standing with two of his subordinates. Brakkus of Natarax, a minotaur, Delft's next-in-command and, besides, nominal heir to the Natarax chiefdom, scowled under heaving armor, looking about the Square to "optically ascertain" any threats to the event. Dipnip Requloq, a particularly forlorn deva with actuarial powers and light psionic talents did his best to seem mildly interested. Not making much time for pleasantries, the always-gruff Delft set Ekthos, R'ren, Brakkus, and Dipnip to the task of securing the event before the amassing crowds were given entry to the dignitaries' arrival area. </p><p></p><p>Their approach to the issue was...multi-faceted. Brakkus quickly set to the task of yelling at the closest foreign-looking person he saw, an unfortunate reflection of prevailing law enforcement practices. He did manage to intimidate this individual enough to effectively deputize him, enlisting much-needed help. True to his nature, Dipnip started on the very inefficient task of <em>talking to literally every single one of the thousand or so people in attendance</em>. R'ren seemed to be rather obsessed with taking the "natural" path, attempting to enlist the help of all mannner of beasts, but alas, and perhaps predictably, to no avail. But almost despite himself, R'ren's prophetic visions led him to an individual who sought to disrupt the event, and Dipnip managed to apprehend another by making them levitate off the ground, Wile. E. Coyote style, trying to propel themselves forward. That conspirator inadvertently admitted that there was another in their midst, whom Ekthos identified by using his robotic weasel. </p><p></p><p>Unfortunately, in the process of tracking down the would-be prepetrator, the weasel got underfoot of quite a few people, causing them to lose their balance and set off a domino reaction that ended with Egberticus and Ume's magnificent cake, expertly shaped to exactly replicate the Coaltongue itself, upturned and on the ground, along with a fair amount of their other various vinoisserie. Egberticus and Ume were irate, seeking justice for their carefully-crafted pastries. This impulse was temporarily put on the back burner, however, when Harkover Lee, famed mage and chief advisor to King Aodahn of Risur, thanked the party for their quick work (and the cake sacrifice), and imposed on them another request--to ensure the continued success of the party by keeping the various guests and their overblown egos comfortable and managed, such that nothing went awry. Ever the faithful servants of Risur, Egberticus and Ume obliged, as did the rest. </p><p></p><p>They spent some time milling about the event, keeping a close eye on the guests while becoming passingly acquainted with some improtant individuals. Soon thereafter, the king's sister, Duchess Ethelyn, arrived, and Harkover asked that she in particular be monitored and coralled--subtly. The Duhess introduced herself to Brakkus, who held himself forth as part of the event staff, asking for a place to escape from the ehxausting social milieu; Brakkus duly obliged. Soon thereafter, the King himself arrived to much literal and figurative fanfare, cracked a bottle of Balora's finest bubbly upon the prow, and proceeded to board, as did our six heroes.</p><p></p><p>The video, for anyone interested:</p><p>[MEDIA=youtube]ra9VKEj7pJU[/MEDIA] </p><p></p><p>The Twitch channel, to watch future sessions live: <a href="https://www.twitch.tv/longstrangecantrip" target="_blank">Long Strange Cantrip</a></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="ratzofftoya, post: 8492439, member: 98819"] [B][I]Session 1: Maiden Voyage[/I][/B] We began our journey with a peek into a place beyond space and time, the Celestial Library, where Keeper Lefebvre greeted a new recruit. It turns out that the Canon-Mother is seeking a new tale to weave into the tapestry. Based on her rather particular requirements, including the need for themes of class struggle, a walrus-person, and a breathtaking narrative arc, Keeper Lefebvre selected a particular tome for canonization--the March of Progress--and began to read therefrom to refresh his recollection and elucidate for the recruit. The tale began in earnest with Ume, a Sub-Lieutenant of the Risuri Naval Service's Commissary Corps, and his superior, Egberticus, a Rear Admiral and the Corps' commander, hard at work on the feast commissioned for the launch of the RNS Coaltongue, a revolutionary steam-powered warship that would usher in an era of naval and, more importantly, technological parity between Risur and their long-time rival the north, Danor. Egberticus had risen to his rank through heroism and determination throughout the Yerasol Wars, transcending the typically low standing of his fellow Barri tribesman, and becoming the pride of all walrus-folk. Though if you ask him, it was at least partly due to the intercession of the one true god, Triegenes, due to Egberticus's unyielding faith in The Pentonian Church. As for Ume, they were just happy to hitch their star to Egberticus's wagon, seeking fortune and escape from the squalid living conditions of their kobold tribesmen in Risur's foothills, but Ume may be selling themselves short in that respect. Their pluck and keen eyes have helped both them and Egberticus out of many a jam in the past. But, their fighting days behind them, Egberticus and Ume's current focus was on concoting the most sumptuous spready imaginable, worthy of the royal attendees that would be at the event today. We next checked in with two employees of Risur's Bureau of Modern Contraptions and Utilities, a sub-division of the Ministry of Arcana and Learning. Their Bosum Strand warehouse headquarters, typically empty so early in the day, was aglow with firelight as they prepared their things before heading off to serve as the Bureau's delegates to the launch of the Coaltongue. As one of the Bureau's interested in scientific and technological advancement, it was natural that someone should attend, and who could be better than two star employees, R'ren Nadurin and Ekthos. Both were ambivalent about the event, albeit for different reasons. R'ren, because his druidic, skyseer roots gave him a deep skepticism of technology in general, and war machines in particular; and Ekthos because he just isn't one for all the governmental pomp and circumstance. Ekthos is, by the way, a tiefling from Danor who grew up with a love of all things mechanical--for lack of a better term, Ekthos "does machines," partiularly simulacra of animals and other creatures. Before they left the Bureau for their assignment, Ekthos naturally donned his mech-suit, the "Ekthoskeleton," and R'ren shared a vision he had last night, borne by the evening sky. [MEDIA=youtube]QK-uFWfQxHM[/MEDIA] On their way out, they were met by the Bureau's lead, Lorna Elk, who asked--read "demanded"--that they support the Royal Homeland Constabulary's efforts at the launch of the RNS Coaltognue....Something about Lorna serving on the event's central planning committee and wanting to make a good impression on the Constabulary's assistant chief inspector, Stover Delft, a relatively powerful man about town. Begrudgingly, the duo agreed, though it was unclear they had any choice given Lorna's pushy demeanor, and set off for Royal Square, where the event was taking place. It wasn't long before they found Assistant Chief Inspector Delft, standing with two of his subordinates. Brakkus of Natarax, a minotaur, Delft's next-in-command and, besides, nominal heir to the Natarax chiefdom, scowled under heaving armor, looking about the Square to "optically ascertain" any threats to the event. Dipnip Requloq, a particularly forlorn deva with actuarial powers and light psionic talents did his best to seem mildly interested. Not making much time for pleasantries, the always-gruff Delft set Ekthos, R'ren, Brakkus, and Dipnip to the task of securing the event before the amassing crowds were given entry to the dignitaries' arrival area. Their approach to the issue was...multi-faceted. Brakkus quickly set to the task of yelling at the closest foreign-looking person he saw, an unfortunate reflection of prevailing law enforcement practices. He did manage to intimidate this individual enough to effectively deputize him, enlisting much-needed help. True to his nature, Dipnip started on the very inefficient task of [I]talking to literally every single one of the thousand or so people in attendance[/I]. R'ren seemed to be rather obsessed with taking the "natural" path, attempting to enlist the help of all mannner of beasts, but alas, and perhaps predictably, to no avail. But almost despite himself, R'ren's prophetic visions led him to an individual who sought to disrupt the event, and Dipnip managed to apprehend another by making them levitate off the ground, Wile. E. Coyote style, trying to propel themselves forward. That conspirator inadvertently admitted that there was another in their midst, whom Ekthos identified by using his robotic weasel. Unfortunately, in the process of tracking down the would-be prepetrator, the weasel got underfoot of quite a few people, causing them to lose their balance and set off a domino reaction that ended with Egberticus and Ume's magnificent cake, expertly shaped to exactly replicate the Coaltongue itself, upturned and on the ground, along with a fair amount of their other various vinoisserie. Egberticus and Ume were irate, seeking justice for their carefully-crafted pastries. This impulse was temporarily put on the back burner, however, when Harkover Lee, famed mage and chief advisor to King Aodahn of Risur, thanked the party for their quick work (and the cake sacrifice), and imposed on them another request--to ensure the continued success of the party by keeping the various guests and their overblown egos comfortable and managed, such that nothing went awry. Ever the faithful servants of Risur, Egberticus and Ume obliged, as did the rest. They spent some time milling about the event, keeping a close eye on the guests while becoming passingly acquainted with some improtant individuals. Soon thereafter, the king's sister, Duchess Ethelyn, arrived, and Harkover asked that she in particular be monitored and coralled--subtly. The Duhess introduced herself to Brakkus, who held himself forth as part of the event staff, asking for a place to escape from the ehxausting social milieu; Brakkus duly obliged. Soon thereafter, the King himself arrived to much literal and figurative fanfare, cracked a bottle of Balora's finest bubbly upon the prow, and proceeded to board, as did our six heroes. The video, for anyone interested: [MEDIA=youtube]ra9VKEj7pJU[/MEDIA] The Twitch channel, to watch future sessions live: [URL='https://www.twitch.tv/longstrangecantrip']Long Strange Cantrip[/URL] [/QUOTE]
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