Thinslayer

The Faraway Land

-Trying to think of a legitimate excuse that hasn't been heard a thousand times-

:/

@Hawlin

Writer's block, maybe? I've heard you grumble about your own post quality a couple times. It doesn't have to be long or spectacular - just fun to read and/or react to.

EDIT: And even your allegedly "poor" posts are quite good. So don't sweat it, if that's what's holding you up.

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@Cuccoruler
Conversations fall outside the usual posting order, since talking is cheap with in-game time. You can post conversational replies to The Storyteller as often as you want. Your subplot is coming up first, so it's particularly important for you to take advantage of it.

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@Lord Zee
@Hawlin
@Darkmoon Angel
@rush99999
@Cuccoruler
@Rekaigan
@ineffable
@XenoCyanide

Okay guys, this is getting pretty ridiculous. What's the holdup? If the prospect of conversation is so daunting, I'll be happy to change things up, but you gotta tell me! I can't help what I don't know. Maybe your interests have moved on, like, say, to playing a game or reading a book? Or is studying for school consuming every waking moment?

To put this another way, should I reset my expectations, change stuff, or pressure you?

The Faraway Land

There's nothing stopping you guys from chatting while walking. *hint hint*

I will transport everyone to a notable location once enough conversation has occurred, or unless XenoCyanide or Cuccoruler does something first.

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Found a plot inconsistency in the Captain's post. Changed their departure time from "three days" to "nightfall."

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Vert took another step back from the Storyteller again, trying to hide her blush. "No one has ever gotten that close to me and lived." Vert said before turning to lead the others towards where the caravan paths were. "Try to stick to the trees once we get close, if they see you they won't hesitate to go after you." Vert warned the others before walking towards the path and looking at the map and compass every now and then to make sure she knew where she was going.

@Cuccoruler

Since their path was still within the borders of civilization, their path took them past elven settlements. The resident wood elves easily noticed them despite their attempts at stealth, and made no attempt to hide their curiosity. Not all of them looked upon the band with friendly eyes, but none hindered them.

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"Captain?"

The Captain opened her eyes. "Yes, Nilfrog. My apologies. Gorman's intel leads me to believe that the Champions will move into dwarven territory. Assuming they take the fastest route, they will reach the borders in about two days. If we are to meet them, we must be swift. There is no way for us to reach the southern pass without attracting the Warlock's attention. I propose we cut across the mountains."

The orcs around the table began to murmur. The mountains were utterly treacherous to any living thing, and the prospect of crossing them was a daunting one. The Captain raised her hand, signalling for their attention.

"I know a path."

Silence fell over them.

"Long ago, I discovered a traversible route from Khazak'run into Fellmore through a southwestern passage. It is still dangerous and bitterly cold, but better than any other option we have. We must cross it. The Champions cannot be allowed to face the enemy in their current state. We will take our wargs through the pass and harass the enemy to weaken them so that when the Champions do strike, they may succeed. Any questions, comments, or concerns?"

They all shook their heads. "Sounds like a workable plan to me," said Gilf, the short orc. "My only concern is whether you can manage it. Our thick hides protect us, but you're thin as a thimble. You'll need some form of protection."

An amused smile tugged at her lips. "Well, what do you propose then?"
"How about one of us hug you the whole way?" he suggested.
The Captain snorted. "Excellent, you're hired."

The whole table of orcs began snickering. Gilf sniffed and crossed his arms. "I can still do it, you know!" he cried, and the snickers burst out in to full-throated laughs. The Captain came over and slapped him on the back. "I appreciate the thought, Gilf. I know your heart is true. I will hunt and acquire a coat myself, so there will be no need for you to carry me."

Turning to the others, she declared, "We leave by nightfall. Make sure you've hunted or traded for everything you need before we depart."

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Waiting for someone to move. I'm currently debating whether to force some movement.

To stop a Plague

Sorry, yes, I exist. I'm still brooding over how/whether to implement a female character.

The Faraway Land

Unfortunately I think I have to drop out. Too much on my plate

@tex

I understand. Good luck to you.