1. Post your favorite moments
Mobeus finding his brass & getting medieval! That's how a leader of the day would do it! & still with a modern twist. Go if you wish but it's a bad idea & not sanctioned. & hold your tongue. Laying down the law!
Morrigan & Eriana rock the rp conflict. Everyone was fabulous in their roles & responses even being mad or irritated. I'm sorry for anyone who truly walked away still further upset OoG. The ending felt odd but that's because we didn't have a definitive "The End" point, like a movie with a neat & tidy bow at the 2 hr mark. PS, life doesn't have those. It's unfinished business.
Fantastic food.
Love being an npc & would've liked to do it more. NPCs rock!
Actually remembering incants & casting correctly.
2. Post your less favorite moments (if we don't know, we can not fix)
My own issues. I still struggle with this character. She's not the nicest of people.
Tavern was far too warm & felt small & I would retreat downstairs frequently. But probably very tavernish in this aspect.
Bummed that I missed the fairies. Sarah, you & I need to terrorize the people sometime.
Completely forgetting my incants before game start & panic studying to refresh my memory. Give me a sword any day.
Fighting my desire to join in the end fray & my characters clear wish to not be involved in the slightest. To those whom received her uncharacteristic charity, please forgive my break in role & enjoy the minor fruits. I'll try not to let it happen again.
3. What you would like to see more of
While the entertainment (the bard & Muzzy) was a great addition, & there should be more of it, it stretched my rp as I wanted so much to join in & Malithon is not a joiner. Intoxicate potion anyone? I had to fight my impulses to enjoy myself.
Great food, brilliant rp, npc-pc interaction:muzzy, **** fight argument, , pc-pc interaction,
4. Gives us a moment from the perspective of your character
That would be telling, Malithon replies in cool tones.
Her insides like water, her mind in turmoil. She's never been in this situation before, uncontrolled, unknowing, facing physical conflict with individuals of unknown qualities. Oh, for her warm, safe library & books, her comfy chair & her wise teacher. Never has she experienced greater longing for her mentors cool, knowing, piercing blue intelligent gaze. He never taught her how to deal with a situation like this. It was all book study & theory, intellectual repartee.
So long as the people stay between her & the creatures, she's sure she can survive the coming endeavour.
Entryway to the first room is unnerving. Creatures that shouldn't be moving, should be in the ground, up shuffling around. Horrific countenances staring blankly through her. Gather her power, intone the ancient phrases & loose the force from her fingertips. It works! NO! The creatures are tearing from the bonds. Fighters attack! One is too close on her left but doesn't notice her. Another is on her right & does. It swings & she tries to block with her staff but she has never done this & the blow clips her leg. Magic armour is a very good idea. Where is everyone else? She sidles into position behind those wielding weapons with acumen. Appropriate protection. And soon it is over.
The next room? She follows last, always keeping the armed in front of her.
In the final room, a man quakes beneath a table while numerous creatures circle & taunt the air, one yelling imprecations at him but not to him. Two of the creatures have weapons impaled through them. Obviously the manner of their deaths. And now the implements of they're gruesome tasks.
They advance upon the fighters. Malithon moves the dryad to the fore. She holds weapons & must know how to use them. Besides the bush is used to combat. She wonders about the shrubs greenery & if a cutting could be grown from her. She'll have appraise the situation later.
Disarming the creatures proves easy & amusing. Brilliant! Now the fighters can finish them.
The fox & the shrub coax the terrified man from beneath the table & assault him with questions. He quails & retreats. Malithon moves counter to his direction of travel, without intention, approaching him obliquely, allowing him to move towards her of his own violation. Asking about him & what can be done for him, listening to him while not approaching or pushing him, using more kindness than she normally shows. Allowing him to regain himself. & we have an invisibility to undead ring!
Marcus', centuries great uncle vampire hunter, of the Duke no less, buried with a specially crafted sword made to slay him.
In tavern, she is amused. The fox knows how to count & read. Ki is most diligent in her accounting. How precious. And useful. Hmmm.....