I stop by once in a while. I think we lack direction, and an end to generic mingle time and start to "Here's an objective" might help.
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Monkey gonna monkey. Gecko gonna gecko.
If I was the kage of an opposing country, you'd be able to swindle me out of my pants and half the country before facerolling me in straight combat. :P
I was mostly thinking about making a crew of small time pirates threatening shores far from the villages, and having a small scale enough crew that they'd be a good challenge for some starting genin in a nice "we can't wreck continents yet" level fight. And then seeing where I want to go from there.
But, if the main threats/actions to occur are not going to be the countries fighting each other, but rather some external/internal/other threat they collaborate (as well as can be expected of course) against, I don't think I'd mind whipping up an aging kage who is waning in power.
I was mostly thinking about making a crew of small time pirates threatening shores far from the villages, and having a small scale enough crew that they'd be a good challenge for some starting genin in a nice "we can't wreck continents yet" level fight. And then seeing where I want to go from there.
But, if the main threats/actions to occur are not going to be the countries fighting each other, but rather some external/internal/other threat they collaborate (as well as can be expected of course) against, I don't think I'd mind whipping up an aging kage who is waning in power.
Yar. Ho. Har.
As a more serious complaint, how will you know when you want to interject monster bad guy?
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Razzle-frazzle somebody else calling big killy spider so I had to make mine a big spooky spider.
Měihóu Niángniang
"Well, dead-hand spiders are the darndest things. I've never seen nor heard of two of them being in the same place. I've never seen nor heard of a baby dead-hand spider, or a old dead-hand spider. As for the lights..." Měihóu looked back at the spider, pausing for a moment, the spider also pausing to maintain distance.
"See, how dead-hand spiders work is they just follow sentient prey around until it gets killed by something else, then they drag it back, web it up, and then that's where the lights comes from. Always the same as the prey's tome color." Měihóu begins searching again, eventually finding a promising stretch of soft ground rather than stone ceiling. She begins prodding around with her staff.
"I've heard theories that they're psychopomps, gathering the souls of the dead and sending them on their way. I've heard stories that they trap the souls in their webs eternally. I do know that they have some preternatural sense of who's gonna die soon, cause I've only heard one or two stories of people not dying once a dead-hand spider started following them around, and it's always a near miss." Měihóu finished finding and clearing a small path down into the room below. Chen could judge that this seemed to be about where he had estimated the peat that had covered the doorway below to be. "So, on the plus side, we're gonna find something today. On the downside, it's gonna be dangerous. And you might get your soul eaten afterwards."
Měihóu Niángniang
"Going up. Hang tight." Měihóu looked at Chen to make sure he was gripping pretty well, before looking up one last time to make sure their course was correct. The staff suddenly began growing, sending the both of them up towards the roof of the structure. Stepping off once they reached the level to see.. Maaany spider webs. Of the "oh boy, giant spiders" variety. The weird thing about it was each of the larger webs seemed to have a glowy light at the center, each with a different color.
"And a dead-hand spider nest. Joy. At least they aren't dangerous." Měihóu surveys the scene, and a spider about the size of a VERY large dog or a rather small tiger began making it's way towards them, stopping at about five or six meters out and then just watching them. The spider's hairs that covered its body clumped together in nasty hard knots that almost gave the impression of being covered in gnarled hands reaching in all directions.
"Come on, let's find a way down." Měihóu paid it little heed and started moving forward, skirting the webs connected to a light, pushing smaller webs out of her way with her staff as the dead-hand spider simply watched, following them from about five or six meters.
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