Ciaran

D&D Fifth Edition: Land of the Old Curse

Barric was happy that the people he was serving were as generous as he was; it was saving him money, and besides, friendly people tended to provide more pleasant conversation. "Prices on meals vary, sir, averagin' at around a silver piece. As for the water, miss, it's a short walk to the well. Two copper pieces is all."

Royal betrayal

@fairyBells Sorry, but due to my computer having complications right now and the fact that it'd take forever to write a decent CS on my phone, I'll cancel my interest for this RP, rather than have you waiting on me for ages.

Vivid Recollections Season 2: Into The False Light [COMPLETE]

Oh don't worry I've invested too much of my life into this thing to abandon it now.

Royal betrayal

@fairyBells Are you taking more applications? If so, I'm interested in joining.

Zameen (High Casual, political RP)

I like the look of this. Interested.

Vivid Recollections Season 2: Into The False Light [COMPLETE]

@Ruler Inc Yeah, makes sense to me. Bit strange but that's what I signed up for.

Vivid Recollections Season 2: Into The False Light [COMPLETE]

A Strange Place

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It took some time getting caught up, but Paige had reunited with the rest of the group soon enough, and changed back into her regular clothes just in time to see the vision of Britney hiding Andrea's body. It was not a pleasant thing to see - though Paige had guessed while they were there that she was dead, it was not something Paige was happy to be right about. It did mean that her quarrel with Sharon before had been justified. Not that Paige was worried about Sharon right now, though. Britney was the center of her focus right now, as Paige's heart fought against her mind. Logic said Britney had made the smart choice, emotions said it was a cold and cruel thing to do.

Her decision didn't matter much, anyway, because she was interrupted at that point by a being she had never seen anything like before. Those members of the group who'd been around for longer than her seem to recognise it, though - and she did, as well, when she heard its voice. That voice had been in her last dream before she woke up, a few minutes ago.

She murmured, quietly "This shit gets weirder by the minute."

A little more magic-talk later and they were being asked if they wanted to see something beautiful. Paige was halfway through coming up with a sarcastic comment about how anything was beautiful compared to them when she took the child's hand and- Oh.

What she saw was near impossible to describe. Beautiful, yes, but she hadn't been prepared for the sheer scale of it. This was beyond what she was capable of imagining - the human mind simply wasn't built for understanding things like this, and when one was placed directly in front of it, it struggled to do its job correctly.

Anyway, she had to focus. Big tree or no, her life, and the lives of many others, were in danger, and this could provide them with the information they needed to win. Greater understanding of their Abstractions would no doubt be useful, as Abstractions had been the only thing that even slightly affected the Glutton, and there the "slightly" really was correct. If Paige understood this correctly, they were in front of the source of their Abstractions - since an Awakened is essentially just a person with an Abstraction - and the same thing was also the source of human emotions. Presumably, the two were linked; pretty much all of the Awakened she knew of had, well, big personalities, in one way or another. If there was a link between how emotive a person was and whether or not they were Awakened, that would explain a lot. For example, it would explain why the Glutton was so fixated on them; Britney had said before that it fed off emotions.

Vivid Recollections Season 2: Into The False Light [COMPLETE]

@Ruler Inc It's been great, genuinely nothing to criticise. I've been here for almost a year now, I think that says enough about how much I like it (also weird to think about that, it only just occurred to me).

D&D Fifth Edition: Land of the Old Curse

Though Lillith had no way of knowing beforehand or detecting that a spell had been cast to attempt to influence her emotions, her will was strong, and even in idleness it was difficult to manipulate her. However, as the spell had failed, she had no way of knowing that one had been cast on her in the first place, unlike what would have happened had the spell worked, but completed its duration. Thus, though she certainly wasn't happy when receiving Morgan's message, she was not antagonistic or aggressive, either.

Morgan heard Lillith's voice in her head, saying "I don't know who you are, Morgan, but I have to work to do. State your business, quickly."

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Meanwhile, in the tavern, Verdan was struggling to find anything useful in his book. It simply wasn't written with anything like this in mind, whether what had killed and raised the villagers was a disease or something else. At least the vodka and food he'd asked for arrived in short time, the vodka contained in a small, sealed flask.

Milo's ale arrived very quickly, and only a moment later Vlad was passed his change - 8 silver pieces, and 8 copper - while Barric matched his grin, and said "Well then, if the noble sir wants change, he shall have it.

"And likewise," he continued, as Anne asked for her drink at the bar "if the young miss wants water, she too, shall have it." And with that, he rapidly filled a mug and supplied it with a smile.

All-Verse: The Initiative

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Eodyth blinked, struggling to keep track of the new situation she had found herself in. Though impulse had led her to decide to help these people - if "people" was even the right word - there were so many and so varied beings in this room alone that taking it all in was taking her some time. After a few seconds, she decided that the best course of action would be to learn as much as possible immediately. Eventually, she would understand it all, and in the meantime, she'd just have to deal with being confused and unable to remember the names of things.

So. The quest. At least that was simple enough. Find the bandits, take their stuff, get back to base. It would probably but not necessarily involve killing the bandits. Presumably, that was where she was meant to come in - most of her useful talents revolved around killing things and not getting killed back. That, and helping others do the same. Speaking of talents, she had been asked to introduce herself and her capabilities.

"I am Eodyth, the Miklagardian goddess of honour, war and death," she said, to whoever might be listening. "Yes, you heard right - you stand in the presence of a deity. You may kneel, if you wish, though I do not require it of you, as this is not a formal occasion. I am a fast, strong, and resilient fighter, and wield two mighty artefacts of my people. Die in my presence, and I will offer you a second chance at life, in my honourable legion, the Glorious Souls."

Eodyth voice was loud and prideful. Little effort was needed to distinguish it from others, now that she had started speaking again.