Wits Posted April 14, 2013 Report Share Posted April 14, 2013 Since the narrative part of the previous session was rather hectic and wall-of-text, I thought I should make a list of the things that the player characters would know after they’ve had a chance to discuss the tavern scene among themselves and get their bearings. I’m hoping you might make some decisions here on the forum before next time, so I know which scenario to prepare for. I would like you to read through these notes and state what your characters would like to do next. The athletes you fought are now detained at the guardhouse; it’s up to Corbenik what he wants to do with them and the player characters, so Nagas please state what Corbenik does. Everyone who participated in the fight (i.e. excluding Taitale and Dirk) gets 2 confidence, except that the heroic Fishy gets 3 (if magic creatures have confidence scores, I'm not sure). 1) Taitale has gotten hold of a leaflet that was, although in a kind of rambling and obscure way (see end of post), anti-magi. He seemed to think there was an opposition movement of some kind behind this, and that it could potentially be dangerous, but didn’t know much else. He also mentioned that people had gone missing lately, and citizens were a little on edge about that. 2) Gui thought the handwriting on the leaflet seemed familiar but couldn’t recall where he’d seen it before. 3) Gus was approached by a man who seemed to think Gus was a famed mage-slayer and invited him to join something called “the Bearers of the Lyre”. The man also gave Gus one of the leaflets and told that he should draw a lyre in the sand outside of the tavern if he wanted to join. Dirk recognized the man as Ganasi, reputedly among the finest woodworkers in the city, whom Dirk had been trying to contact lately to recruit him as a forge companion. 4) Before the fight started, the drunken athlete seemed to refer to the leaflet when picking on Gui. Apparently he was familiar with it. Appendix: The Rambing Leaflet: They would deduce from their dialectic of knowledge even the most sublime moral deeds, the impulses of compassion, of sacrifice, or heroism, and that oceanic calm of the soul which is so difficult to achieve, sophrosyne. Yet when the affliction strikes, when their actions turn comedy to sour tragedy, where, then, is their dialectic of knowledge? Where is it when the our homes crumble, when our world turns inside out and upside down, when our neighbors become strangers? Heed now the summons of Apollo, the god of all plastic energies, the soothsaying god. Even under the influence of the narcotic draught that sends to torpor the boldest of men and binds them under the cross, even then, with the potent coming of spring that penetrates all nature with joy, emotions now awake, and as they grow in intensity the self vanishes to be born anew. Voices rise in chorus to deaden the weed at its root. There are some who, from obtuseness or lack of experience, turn away from such phenomena as from "folk-diseases," with contempt or pity born of consciousness of their own "healthy-mindedness." But of course such poor wretches have no idea how corpselike and ghostly their so-called "healthy-mindedness" will prove when Apollo’s glowing light roars over them. Whimper no more, worms! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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