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When the Flames Die

Gareth shook his head. "Yes, I'm sure." He sighed heavily, and he looked around the room inactively. If nothing else, their lodgings were just about ready, with some minor preparations needed beyond but basically complete. Within good time, Harker could be laying in a cot and getting somewhat decent rest. He shivered, though, the image of the Taggerung scarring his mind, and he couldn't shake it from his head. Not yet, at least, not when he'd seen the aftermaths of its murders. He tapped his foot under the table, which might've made him seem impatient despite its merely being a tactic to keep him awake. 'Come on, come on...'

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Altim poured a bowl of his beef stew, and he consumed it with a prayer for his goddess's blessing. The taste of the meat in the stew gave him life, and he savored eating it. It wasn't his best dish, but it reminded him of the hearty meals his mother prepared at his parents's home before he moved to the other side of Amaryth. Of course, he still made sure to visit them. Altim took another delicate sip. As he was draining the bowl of its last contents, trumpet fanfare and shouting outside interrupted his meal. "The Coronation of his noble majesty, the soon to be King Aral Otharion the Fifth, will be held in one hours time at the Royal Otharion Theatre! Make way to the theatre if you wish to attend! An entrance fee is required, there will be no exceptions!" The time of the Coronation was upon him, and he scrambled to cloak himself and scrounge up a gold piece or two to pay for the toll. Daror was punctual about important dates and times, so he rushed himself out the door with a gentle close and the click of the lock.

Altim felt the light breeze engulf him once more as he padded the streets to the Royal Otharion Theatre, the architecture of which he particularly admired out of all the public buildings. Its neat, flat stone motifs greeted his boots, and the guards at the gate harassed Daror's fee out of him, which he willingly supplied. The boy was anxious to see what the new king of the land of Othea offered the citizens and the countrymen, no doubt important politics to the people of the realm, and he was especially worried about the king's feelings about Evokers, about the Chosen. Altim needed his freedom and his safety guaranteed from the Church's wretched and corrupt influence, from its hypocrisy and disgusting ethical policies, for he wouldn't want imprisonment for his ability, which he sought not to evoke for malicious intents. Invoking the power in a somewhat cathartic release, Daror took a deep breath and a swift wind blew past him and those within a circle around him, the gale causing his cloak to billow and his form to shiver. He found his seat on the far left of the stands in the center section, and silently he wished for that particular use of his ability to not be his last—and hopefully that no person in the stands spotted his display from above or intuited its source.

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No Bite and All Bark said
I just want to be clearI didnt make an overpowered, 2 dimensional charactor who is going to kill everyone

I tried to make a villain who you need to learn more about. One who needs teamwork to be defeated, rather then brute force. I have a more in-depth backround but i want to steadily learn, not just tell you

I'm not asserting that you did, I'm trying to keep us from resorting to that.

But it's hard for teamwork to be a requirement when some of the other Evokers have abilities that perfectly counter and rival the Starry Vagabond's.
Edit: Okay wow, Guilty Spark got it before I did. I mean, Altim can essentially mess with your blood and the air in your lungs.

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No Bite and All Bark said
But you just complained about him needing to be killed by more then one person...

I didn't say being killed easily meant being killable in a one-on-one situation. I'm saying in any combat situation, their abilities enable them to at least go down fighting.

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No Bite and All Bark said
Thats fairI just built him to be a main villian of sorts, not jsut an enemy, so i didnt want him to be killed easily. That being said, his power isnt that overpowered. He does have a limted range and i think you missed the whole discussion on what his weakness is

No Bite and All Bark said
The only reason Starrys is so powerfull is that i wanted you guys to team up to fight him.

I didn't miss the discussion, I read every single character sheet before I submitted my own. I know his weakness. Don't assume what you don't know.

And ooooooooh honey, 'main villain', there are no mains. No main hero, no main villain. It's all a mixture of different beliefs and mixed feelings among the crowds. There's probably going to be a villain that doesn't take the Church's side. There's probably going to be a villain that doesn't take either side. There're probably going to be heroes without alignments and alliances. And the biggest hard-hitter is that they're all equally dangerous and equally powerful. None of them are to be killed easily.

Edit: The main point is I'm trying to dissuade us from two-dimensional villains. Compare the Starry Vagabond to a modern-day homophobic pastor. Perhaps he has something good about him as far as family goes and ethics go, but maybe he's incorrect about Evokers and is just brainwashed by the Church's propaganda.

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AlidaMaria said
Agreed! Since he's currently the only real villain, he has all rights to be powerful.

Weeell... I don't particularly appreciate having a villain that's overpowered either.
And being the only 'villain' doesn't particularly excuse it. He needs to be assailable by one person; if he can only be killed by multiple people, it's a little overpowered. Furthermore, this role-play's only getting started. We have to vouch for future characters with different alignments, different ethics, not just 'good' and 'evil'. The world isn't black and white, and I highly doubt Starry's going to be the only antagonistically inclined character in the story.

When the Flames Die

"It's fine." groaned the squire, resting his chin on the table and looking around the room once more. It seemed the man watching them was now engaged in conversation with a girl at the bar, and so Gareth comforted himself that the faces that might have been looking at them were directing their attention elsewhere. He was not content with their situation. The trio was caught up in the darkest affairs of Mullen, and here they were in the inn in public where they earned themselves curious looks. If anyone spotted them belonging to the group after Sophia, they'd be screwed.

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"Oh, sorry, it's alright." The blue-eyed boy said to the other stranger, before Altim took the firewood into his hands and bowed before Borgrund. "Thanks to you as well." Tarts, huh? He'd be interested if it weren't for the load he was handling and if it weren't for the allure of lunch. Daror turned on his feet and came home, the dim light indoors offering no greeting, no person inside to welcome him. He unwrapped the wood and tossed some firewood in the fireplace, and the basket he placed on a table next to the meat he obtained from the butcher earlier in the morning. With a firesteel he got the fire going under the cauldron he had filled with a broth as he sliced and diced the vegetables with a short knife and added them and the chicken to the stew. While the ingredients were added, his steady hand mixed the soup, and his nose wafted the scents of a meal that was beginning to come together.

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Sorry guys, looks like Altim isn't purchasing any Mystra today. Hell, he's not a millionaire.

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Guilty Spark said
Alright, is it just me or would people cook with charcoal back then? This exposes an ignorance of mine, as I've never asked the question myself...and don't know how charcoal is made past minecraft.

The use of both charcoal and wood as fuel goes as far back as ancient times, I believe, with wood having less smelting applications than charcoal of course.