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Pylia shrugs. “I’m in no rush. Things are more peaceful here than I first thought. Anyways what’s your questions?”
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Ethical? No. Illegal? Also no.
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Some people need to make a hard choice when deciding which two karaoke streams they want to listen to. I have no such weakness: I have two ears for a reason.
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The hard part about trying to play some politically savvy mastermind is the assumption that the world operates off real world politics and not your DM’s politics.
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Don't put too much stock in prophesies. At best they're full of shit, but more often than not they're one of those self-fullilling kinds. Plan for what happens afterwards instead.
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A character isn't deep or compelling just because you let them get hurt a lot, are always depressed, or do morally questionable things.
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If you're here either you're wondering what I'm doing cause I need to post in your RP (In which case, calm yo tits, I'll get around to it), or you want to know who I am. So let's begin.
I'm a college age asian kid who has more heart than he has senses. I'm still working out this whole "adulthood" thing, so until then I just do what I feel I must. As far as personality and traits go, I'm not one for boasting. So if there's anything redeeming about myself you'd have to figure it out in person or by word-of-mouth. Generally however I'm rather perverted, in the best and worst ways. nothing is too much until I've crossed the line, and that just means I've started.
As far as Roleplays I like, I have a thing for fantasy, though I'm also good for some types of sci-fi, supernatural, Modern, and slice-of-life. If it's open and sandbox, I'll probably join it. Never really been a romantic, I often chose to sexualize any notion of romantic encounters I come across. I generally write at Casual quality, though I have no issues with Free-Level Rp/Players and I can hold my own in Advance.
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“Ah, of course. Aestella's the town weaver, makes all of course clothes and such. She can set you up right. And by the way, here is your reward.” Ricks walked over to you and handed you a somewhat hefty coin pouch. “One hundred gold, as promised. I’m sure Iola has something for you too.” Yerro nods and started walking back towards his shop. “Meet me at my grocery, I have your reward there as well.”
Soon everyone went their separate ways, with Chief Arduo saying if you ever need anything, he would be around town. The only person left after the area cleared was Pylia, who approached and put her hand on your shoulder. “Working hard, haven’t you? You make it a habit of helping out every person you just come across?”
Soon everyone went their separate ways, with Chief Arduo saying if you ever need anything, he would be around town. The only person left after the area cleared was Pylia, who approached and put her hand on your shoulder. “Working hard, haven’t you? You make it a habit of helping out every person you just come across?”
The group took a moment to talk. Ricks and Yerro were a bit hesitant but seem to think this arrangement is fine. Iola however doesn’t think a girl like you should travel alone with a thief, repentant or not. Whether he’s good or bad he’s most certainly a coward and if something were to happen during your travels, Iola doubts the young man would be willing to help you. To this Ricks also agreed. His talents are surely wasted as a thief, and even if he managed to get to Gransys what did he plan to do there? Continue thievery?
Before the conversation could fall into bickering the chief spoke up. “I believe our friend here makes the best point. For now, we will keep the young man under careful watch, and have him repay the town via community service. And once Sylvia decides to leave town, we shall then figure out his final fate. If he proves to be unworthy of forgiveness, than we shall simply imprison him in the stocks once more, but if he’s truly repentant, than he can start a new life good and proper.”
Though there was still some dissenting opinions the group decided this would be for the best. So everyone returned to the thief and gave him his judgement: he was to provide community service to the people of Cassari until you decide to finally leave town. When or if that happens, he would be judged then if he should await proper justice from the city of Gransys or be allowed to travel alongside Pylia to wherever she chooses to go. Additionally, as Ricks adds, he will be allowed to stay in one of his rooms during the course of his punishment. However he’s expected to always be in the inn by the time the afternoon bell rings. If he isn’t, he would be considered dishonest and they’ll throw him back into the stocks.
The young thief agreed to these terms simply, showing no outward feelings if they were too harsh or kind. The two men holding him let go, causing him to stumble a bit as he stood up to rub his arms. Iola was quick to start barking orders and first demanded him to go to her shop and clean up the mess he made while stealing from it. He nods and leaves, but before he does he stops and looks at you. “Thank you.” He says, with genuine gratitude, before he heads over to Iola’s general store.
Before the conversation could fall into bickering the chief spoke up. “I believe our friend here makes the best point. For now, we will keep the young man under careful watch, and have him repay the town via community service. And once Sylvia decides to leave town, we shall then figure out his final fate. If he proves to be unworthy of forgiveness, than we shall simply imprison him in the stocks once more, but if he’s truly repentant, than he can start a new life good and proper.”
Though there was still some dissenting opinions the group decided this would be for the best. So everyone returned to the thief and gave him his judgement: he was to provide community service to the people of Cassari until you decide to finally leave town. When or if that happens, he would be judged then if he should await proper justice from the city of Gransys or be allowed to travel alongside Pylia to wherever she chooses to go. Additionally, as Ricks adds, he will be allowed to stay in one of his rooms during the course of his punishment. However he’s expected to always be in the inn by the time the afternoon bell rings. If he isn’t, he would be considered dishonest and they’ll throw him back into the stocks.
The young thief agreed to these terms simply, showing no outward feelings if they were too harsh or kind. The two men holding him let go, causing him to stumble a bit as he stood up to rub his arms. Iola was quick to start barking orders and first demanded him to go to her shop and clean up the mess he made while stealing from it. He nods and leaves, but before he does he stops and looks at you. “Thank you.” He says, with genuine gratitude, before he heads over to Iola’s general store.
The thief just continued to stammer. “I-It was just something I picked up f-f-from a body! Like the bow too I... I ain’t got the stomach to be a bandit, b-b-but I figured you know... Not like the dead needs em, right?” The thief confessed a little, but you could tell there was more to the story than he was willing to admit.
“I mean... I get it. I got caught.” The young man’s said defeatedly. “I won’t resist. I knew I could’ve... Could've tried to work honestly. I just thought maybe, if I could take enough coin, I could leave sooner than later. I was real close too. I know it ain’t right to ask you to forgive me, so I’ll... Ill take whatever punishment you got.” With this, the Chief, Ricks, and a few of the other adults gathered around to discuss what to do. Yerro waved you over to join them.
“Chief, I honestly don’t think the lad is a bad man. Obviously just someone who’s down on their luck and needs a good person to lead them right. My own son used to be a trouble maker like him, but now he runs his own inn at the city. Why don’t you let me take him as an apprentice?” Said Ricks, who seemed the most sympathetic.
“Ricks you’re a good man, but honestly that boy has caused us quite a bit of trouble already. We know that the tax collectors are coming in a few days, we should just hand him off to them and let them sort it out at the capital. The last thing we need is for him to take advantage of your kindness.” Yerro said in a hushed tone. He seemed to just want to do things normally.
“Won’t do us any good. Those cityfolk won’t give us a rat’s ass as long as we keep paying their taxes! Besides he’s already stolen quite a bit of goods and coin for us, so you expect us to keep taking care of him in the hopes those yellow-bellied taxmen take me away? I say we give em a good flogging, and then kick em out of town! If he shows up here again we’ll... We’ll make chum outta him “ Iola was the most blood-thirsty, however her hesitation near the end betrayed her aggressive image. She seemed more interested in looking tough than filing out punishment.
The Chief took these words into consideration but didn’t make a call. He looked towards you with a nod. “It’s only thanks to you that we’ve managed to even catch this thief. I think you should have some say. What do you think we should do, Sylvia?”
“I mean... I get it. I got caught.” The young man’s said defeatedly. “I won’t resist. I knew I could’ve... Could've tried to work honestly. I just thought maybe, if I could take enough coin, I could leave sooner than later. I was real close too. I know it ain’t right to ask you to forgive me, so I’ll... Ill take whatever punishment you got.” With this, the Chief, Ricks, and a few of the other adults gathered around to discuss what to do. Yerro waved you over to join them.
“Chief, I honestly don’t think the lad is a bad man. Obviously just someone who’s down on their luck and needs a good person to lead them right. My own son used to be a trouble maker like him, but now he runs his own inn at the city. Why don’t you let me take him as an apprentice?” Said Ricks, who seemed the most sympathetic.
“Ricks you’re a good man, but honestly that boy has caused us quite a bit of trouble already. We know that the tax collectors are coming in a few days, we should just hand him off to them and let them sort it out at the capital. The last thing we need is for him to take advantage of your kindness.” Yerro said in a hushed tone. He seemed to just want to do things normally.
“Won’t do us any good. Those cityfolk won’t give us a rat’s ass as long as we keep paying their taxes! Besides he’s already stolen quite a bit of goods and coin for us, so you expect us to keep taking care of him in the hopes those yellow-bellied taxmen take me away? I say we give em a good flogging, and then kick em out of town! If he shows up here again we’ll... We’ll make chum outta him “ Iola was the most blood-thirsty, however her hesitation near the end betrayed her aggressive image. She seemed more interested in looking tough than filing out punishment.
The Chief took these words into consideration but didn’t make a call. He looked towards you with a nod. “It’s only thanks to you that we’ve managed to even catch this thief. I think you should have some say. What do you think we should do, Sylvia?”
The thief looked at you, a bit started yet at the same time oddly... Embarrassed. Compared to the geezers, she was more conventionally attractive. Even Pylia seemed far too haughty, though she only stood by watching. “I uh well... I was planning to go to the city... Figured you know, start new there. But the closest city, Gransys, the roads rife with dangers. Goblins and such. So I... I figured I needed some money you know, maybe to buy some new stuff to start my new life, pay for a ride to the city...”
The others seem to understand, but Iola was still ornery. “Oh is that right? Then what about that amulet them, the Iron Hammer? Ain’t you one if their boys?” The thief recoiled at her words and got nervous again. “I-I-I dont know what you’re talking about! I-I was just stopping by here for quick money, honest!” However you can easily tell he isn’t being honest. Perhaps you could convince him otherwise. (Another Persuasion or relevant skill check please.)
The others seem to understand, but Iola was still ornery. “Oh is that right? Then what about that amulet them, the Iron Hammer? Ain’t you one if their boys?” The thief recoiled at her words and got nervous again. “I-I-I dont know what you’re talking about! I-I was just stopping by here for quick money, honest!” However you can easily tell he isn’t being honest. Perhaps you could convince him otherwise. (Another Persuasion or relevant skill check please.)
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“No, at least the sentries didn’t notice. He were worried that maybe he was, you know... Dead this morning, but Pylia over there just happened to be in town! A lot of surprises recently. Anyways she assured us he’s alive, but needed some healing so he’d wake up soon. I imagine he’ll be up at any moment now.”
And not too much longer, the thief suddenly jerked awake, shouting and panicking. Pylia simply held him steady so he would t hurt himself, stepping out to let the younger men unhook the thief from the walls but kept a strong grip o to him. “Well now, seems like he’s awake now.” Chief Arduo said as he approached. “Young man, you’ve been caught stealing from my people. We an honest and peaceful folk, but even we don’t tolerate thieves. Who are you and why have you harmed our community?”
The thief however didn’t seem to want to comply. He was t really struggling to escape, but he wasn’t really willing to talk either. Iola, who had a particularly rotten looking fish, shouted as Yerro tried to hold her back. “If he ain’t talking, I say we flog em till midday! See if he don’t talk then!” Ricks just sighed and turned to you. “Perhaps you could convince him to speak?”
And not too much longer, the thief suddenly jerked awake, shouting and panicking. Pylia simply held him steady so he would t hurt himself, stepping out to let the younger men unhook the thief from the walls but kept a strong grip o to him. “Well now, seems like he’s awake now.” Chief Arduo said as he approached. “Young man, you’ve been caught stealing from my people. We an honest and peaceful folk, but even we don’t tolerate thieves. Who are you and why have you harmed our community?”
The thief however didn’t seem to want to comply. He was t really struggling to escape, but he wasn’t really willing to talk either. Iola, who had a particularly rotten looking fish, shouted as Yerro tried to hold her back. “If he ain’t talking, I say we flog em till midday! See if he don’t talk then!” Ricks just sighed and turned to you. “Perhaps you could convince him to speak?”
Your search wouldn’t take long. Just outside of the inn Rocks was walking with an equally old man, with a bald head and a beard. They seem to be discussing the thief when Ricks sees you. “Ah, and our hero! Chief, she’s the one who helped us nab the rat sleeping in the stocks right now.” The chief stepped forward to you, smiling. “My name is Arduo, Chief Arduo. I’m thankful for your help. We are a peaceful village, and most of our troubles are usually just a bit of drunken revelry or bad weather. I’m glad you’ve caught the thief before more drastic measures had to be taken.”
“Aye, old Iola wants to flog him right now! Good thing we got the boys holding her back!” Ricks gave a chuckle as he lead you and the Chief over to the stocks. As the name implied, it was little more than a cage with a restraining device for a prisoners head and hands. Iola and Yerro were there, as was Toi and his boys. And perhaps to your surprise, Pylia was also here applying some sort of medicine onto the thief. She’s too focused on her task to notice you.
“As soon as he wakes up, we’ll question him about what he’s been doing here. Then we can decide his fate.”
“Aye, old Iola wants to flog him right now! Good thing we got the boys holding her back!” Ricks gave a chuckle as he lead you and the Chief over to the stocks. As the name implied, it was little more than a cage with a restraining device for a prisoners head and hands. Iola and Yerro were there, as was Toi and his boys. And perhaps to your surprise, Pylia was also here applying some sort of medicine onto the thief. She’s too focused on her task to notice you.
“As soon as he wakes up, we’ll question him about what he’s been doing here. Then we can decide his fate.”
An elderly woman guided you downstairs towards the dinning area, again fairly small and rustic. It consisted of two largish tables with long wooden benches as seats. The woman went into the kitchen and served warm, fresh bread, baked fish, and a sort of sea food soup to you. It wasn’t pretty but it tasted really good. Another person came down, a rough looking man, huge with greeting hair and a full beard, who was also served the same meal as you were. He ate in quiet.
The morning seems quiet. It was still early with only the sounds of the ocean waves and seagulls to cut the silence, and even then it wouldn’t be long before those noises fade into the background. Over the course of breakfast the sun would rise though, signaling the start of a new day.
The morning seems quiet. It was still early with only the sounds of the ocean waves and seagulls to cut the silence, and even then it wouldn’t be long before those noises fade into the background. Over the course of breakfast the sun would rise though, signaling the start of a new day.
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