Dervish

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

I know you're trying to get into the game quick, but I do gotta say for Epicoron to know exactly where everyone was meeting in the graveyard, let alone that there were others who heard voices, is a bit of a stretch.

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

Oops. I thought I wrote moth twice. >.> I should have proofread.

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

RBYDark said
....you know, I want to work out a reply, but first I feel the need to ask: do skull kids technically count as walking corpses?

I just pretend they're sentient sock puppets.

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

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.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

Maryev watched as more people filled into the graveyard, apparently more potential hirelings of the shade that had confronted Maryev minutes earlier. There was that damnable Ox and his daughter again, and yet another child marching alone to attend the as-of -yet purposeless meeting. He watched the charade with Ox’s daughter and the shade, an unprovoked and ultimately fruitless attack against her superior. When the shade didn’t immediately strike the Keaton-masked girl for her insolence, Maryev grunted disapprovingly. Clucking at her like a hen in hopes of earning her affection wasn’t going to prevent her from attempting such a foolish feat again; she would learn no discipline and continue to challenge her place whenever she thought she could get away with it.

Her father was exactly as weak as Maryev had anticipated. Instead of striking her and scolding her for her failed assault on the shade, he cooed at her, as if niceties would yield an answer and compliance. All she was learning was that she would receive no repercussions to acting without thought, the rashness that would doubtless get her killed one day. Those who acted without assessment were doomed to be unintellectual fodder to those who valued their minds as much, if not more, than their prowess at arms. In Maryev’s culture, she would amount to little more than a labourer if she survived to come of age. Even the lowest ranked foot soldiers had no use of someone with such a pathetic temperament. It was not his concern, but the Darknut felt nothing but contempt at Ox’s failed parenting and refusal to commit to discipline. No wonder why Kakariko Village and most of Hyrule was a festering heap of incompetent corruption; it was a society without order or accountability. It was disgusting.

When the shade, clearly not a ghost as Maryev had first expected, spoke again it drew the Darknut’s attention.

"Tell me, craftsman, and you, masked one: were you drawn here to Kakariko by mysterious voices whispering in the night?"

Maryev recalled all too well the voices that woke up from his slumber and influenced his march upon the damnable village, one claiming his destiny and redemption were awaiting in Kakariko Village. Maryev did not believe in consequences, and if everyone were gathered here by what the shade had claimed was a fairy named Lethe, then something bigger was at play here than Maryev had initially anticipated. A feeling of apprehension filled him, and indignant that he, of Darknut nobility and a warrior’s creed, was put on an equal keel to the irritable and obnoxious peasants that occupied the graveyard. They were beneath him, and he severely doubted anything a fairy, a cowardly winged bat-like creature that was best enslaved in small containers with the price of mending wounds in exchange for freedom than to listen to their inane babel and apparent “wisdom”, which was likely little more than gawking in a misguided attempt to secure their liberty from said containers. Whatever this Lethe fairy was, Maryev was certain she would be unimpressive and unworthy of paying heed to. Still, his feet remained planted if for no other reason than desiring an exclamation why his time was wasted and why he was canvased to attend this worthless gathering. That he very much so was interested in.

His attention was drawn to the deity-awful crooning of the masked man he had noticed upon arrival who was clearly infatuated with the girl who gave Maryev a wide berth earlier, moments before the shade had confronted the Darknut with the proposition. This so-called Rain-Spider was a flamboyant charlatan that had a voice better suited to begging on shit-encrusted corners for spare rupees to prolong its miserable existence than to seduce a member of the opposite sex. It was the worst display of courtship Maryev had ever witnessed, the pathetic groveling to a woman who clearly was not interested in his affections, and rightfully so. Maryev spoke for the first time, his voice a booming growl,

“If any woman is infatuated with the putrid whining you mistake for serenading the girl, then they are either deaf, deformed, or a mangy bitch who are so desperate for attention they’d entertain the idea of copulating with a pathetic insect like yourself. So shut your filthy hole before I find my fist filling it and crushing your larynx so we can all be spared of your groveling.” He said, turning to the others.

“So we all heard some form of magic that a fairy used to lure us into spending an unpleasant morning amongst people that would be better suited for cleaning a privy than being called to some higher purpose. If someone has something to volunteer that would illuminate why I should waste any more of my time waiting on the whims of a shrieking, glorified moth, please do so.” He shoved an arm towards the two children. “A shrieking, glorified bat that I would like to point out sees fit to throw infants into some presumed crucible, probably as a sacrifice to your damnable goddesses. None of you thought that strange or worth speaking against? It’s no wonder this culture is rotting. You think infants are as competent as adults.” Maryev rumbled, looking at each person in turn. “You are all disgusting.”

Mass Effect: Underworld

Sundered Echo said
This is terrible, we're dropping like flies here D:I understand that Gowia, and I am sad to see you go, as I was rather fond of the Particulars.I may have to start recruiting again though, as people are leaving at a disturbing rate due to the terror that is RL...

You're stuck with me, like it or not. ;D

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Dis gai.

The Elder Scrolls V RP

Chanda said
How will you be balancing the skills in this roleplay? In my experience with Elder Scrolls RPs, without some system for what skills your characters has, some characters might become "overskilled" and severely imbalance the roleplay, like being a master of destruction spells and a master of hand to hand. Not like some ruleset with numerical stats or anything, but sort of like selecting major and minor skills for a custom class like in the games.A good friend of mine named Dervish (who is the bomb dot com when it comes to Elder Scrolls RPs in my opinion) came up with a skill system that we can use, and I don't mind explaining it if you're interested.

My ears are buuuurning.

Good to see you're back around, Chandareno!

But totally, if it helps people, feel free to borrow my skill system and ask me questions, I've had my ES game running since February last year with my partner in crime Leiden up there, so if I can help people have similar success and fun, then I am more than happy to be the wise old wizard on top of the mountain.

My principle advice is to get players in the mentality that the RP isn't a video game and it's about storytelling with varied and interesting characters, then life will be so much nicer for everyone involved. Likewise, I recommend having equipment tier caps to encourage people to get in the mindset that they don't need to have Daedric everything to be a strong character. A sharp, pointy piece of metal is a sharp, pointy piece of metal after all.

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I did but didn't have time to review it last night, mostly due to work being all "Suck on this illogical massive chlorine spike with no related trends at 11pm!"

So shiiiitty.

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