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19 Apr 2017 2:56
Current Intuition does not denote something contrary to reason, but something outside of the province of reason.
16 Apr 2017 12:22
Although our civilized consciousness has separated itself from the instincts, the instincts have not disappeared; they have merely lost their contact with consciousness.
30 Nov 2016 9:50
In spite of man's proud domination of nature, they are still her victims, for they have not even learned to control their own nature.


The Harbinger of Ferocity

Agent of the Wild, Aspect of the Ferine
Nature, red in tooth and claw.

"There is, indeed, no single quality of the cat that man could not emulate to his advantage."
- Carl Van Vechten

I am, at my core, a personification and manifestation of those characters whose blood and hearts run red with the ferocity of the animal world. It is that which convicts and controls my works - my writing; the force and guidance in which I gain creativity from. It is what inspires me as a creator and weaver of words, the very thing I admire as an author.

My leanings, savage as they are, are of the feline sort and there exists no greater lineage of beasts whom I draw from. No others captivate and motivate my talent as the greatest of cats do.

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The hospitality of the firbolgs was not for a moment in question by the great cat, or the form and identity he had again assumed. With all honesty, they were a touch of divine grace in a very tense moment and fortunately wise enough in the ways of the world to not turn on the outsiders immediately for what they witnessed. This allowed the mighty figure to rest at ease, even as his footfall laid itself in their tracks and not another word left him for the hours of the journey. It seemed the firbolgs shared even more a somber sentiment, more than the druid but nothing to come as unexpected; this blow was struck directly against their home, something that pained Lorenthar agonized them. All the beast could do was offer the young priestess a look of confirmation.

She was not wrong in her desires or questioning, just that these creatures were not ready to taste the sour vinegar of sobering reality when life was once made up of what could be said to be fine, if not wild wines.

By the time they arrived the claim was lively with activity, but that too rapidly waned. In moments the gleeful young and curious observers had disappeared, a few undoubtedly spoken to in word as they had already been in emotion. The elder, as it was, continued with them and led them to what possibly could have been his barrow or den; regardless of what it was, it was not an unexpected response and effort, but one that showed ample faith for the time being.

Lorenthar stopped only then to witness the reactions of those he had found himself traveling with, not yet reverting his savage countenance or features. As asked of him to rest, he set his hindquarters down, seating himself.
It was no subtle gesture the sylvan-touched woman's advance ahead of the other company and while it wasn't directed at Arthera or either of the men present, the display was impossible to ignore. Rather, it was silently spoken to Ceria with tremendous clarity in spite of its lack of voice. The elf, in response, could not keep her sourness and had her cheek well with blush in reply, born of seeming frustration and embarrassment, which in turn only earned her more attention from the few onlookers and repeated the cycle until she saw to destroying the arrow she had so captured earlier.

As if that were not enough, Yvah - the cat-woman - had made a tremendous display of procuring several other arrows. The feats themselves were not modest works in the slightest and did require legitimate skill, the entirety of everything about going subtly into the uninitiated masses had been struck clean from the records. There was some safety in obscurity, issues their unusual gathering had to begin with between its characters, but there was no ignoring any of this. Arthera was no fool however, not scoffing at the twist of fates but rather more curious if this was, in some aspect, intentional; that this was how some of these people managed to where they were and life, navigating dangers both of the realm and its people's agendas.

Granted the primalist had kept a steady, unhastened pace in response to the woman that had beckoned her company from her side, but now she paused.

It would seem as though this theory were true, for the odd figure of Ulor Travos acted with a precision that suggested his cunning. In short, he called forth a message both slightly sickening in its disturbing manifestation and not inaccurate, or at least not enough so to suggest he was feigning. The magical ordeal was well preformed, practiced like the others but with keen respects to its own. The real question that begged was how would this expression of purpose mature here on out? The men, selected guardsmen to perform this duty, could have any number of reactions - none of which the outsider knew well which they would go with.

She knew what she would choose, but she was not them and had not been for some time.
I might have to make my return then just to see it myself. It has been ages since I played the game. Became too tired of the endless grinding and lack of end game for my taste.
I have been under the assumption that you have been more open with it, @Hekazu. I know by design there will be a few periods of that, as it was often complained about in older editions, but I would rather not derail the game too much. I am all for helping people flesh out a character objective provided we aren't essentially wasting what little precious time a module might give us that we know nothing about. While I think it might be more obvious this edition now, and with your assistance in that written medium of storytelling, there is always that element. Thus far I haven't seen an area where time or urgency was poorly conveyed so I am not too worried.

In the end @Gordian Nought, go with what feels right for the scenario and desires in mind. Those are my general thoughts.
I believe it is only fair to pose the position that, "If it benefits the progress of the character without detriment to the party, there is no reason one should not consider it."

The character, from my understanding might only be free in the sense that he is no longer actually "cursed", but the effects of the curse are not cured. There will always be some part of Xaron that exists, even if only memories and thoughts but not an "entity". It is one of those scenarios where the demon might be banished but is far from dead. Torus might both remember and know Xaron still, despite there being no actual control and domination. He could even believe the presence to still be with him from time to time or fall back into habits or routines of that other personality, even with it "gone".

Knowing these options and more, I see no particular reason the character should not make that decision provided they would make it. If Torus really does wish to be free, this would be that first step. The largest step, but that shadow of evils past will never quite disappear. Conditions that arise for the influence should be based on that; just how much remains.

Again, my only concern is that it is best for the character without costing the party. To give a simple but direct example, Torus does not suddenly forget how to cast his spells. Given this is a module and we are still quite low level by virtue of that, we haven't the luxury to piece together Torus' person as a side quest. A worthy one I think that would be and something I would be willing to do, but I cannot speak for anyone else. This story to my knowledge centers on what we can make do within it by the rules and what our Dungeon Master is willing to contend with in their game.
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