April Event

-The 'ambassador' and his daughter Sunday morning.

That was awesome! Thanks for reminding me!

Quick recap - much good happened and yet I feel like I missed big things somehow!

Friday:
Getting ready to come back into town at the 'Gate's Rest' (new players), and suddenly hearing Anhil's voice. Lorelai walking out with a small smirk and a "thought I recognized that voice" moment. Anhil's eyes lighting up.

Getting hugs from several people and having Croi help rescue me from the loud, boisterous bar. Just because I'm not crazy doesn't mean I'm not -kind of- crazy.

Meeting Alicia and deciding it's Lorelai's job to protect young innocent naive little healers who get drunk from strangers. And calling Bat Cooper over to lecture said stranger since Lor isn't on the guard now.

Saturday:
Middle of the night, swarm of bugs in our tent. My teeth are chattering while fighting them (Ib has a polearm and didn't have to get out of the blankets)...so he puts up an Earthen wall and we rescue Alexander (Christian) and go back to sleep. Apparently that fight continued for some time after.

Getting to help on new player camp, though when like 40 people came (ANHIL!!) I knew I'd be doing a lot of falling down and getting up. This turned out to be more than expected, though I did get all the way to the healers in the confusion.

Asking Lady Elawyn and Lord Erdrick about vassaling. I didn't -mean- for that conversation to happen at the Pendarvin festival, I just didn't want to miss the chance when I had to run to mass. But yay for finally finding a home! Maybe next month they'll bring their script for vassal vows.

In the bar - Anhil tells someone her ears are too round to be his type. Lor jokingly (and loudly) laments that their love can never last. Beat. Anhil: "...aren't you engaged still?" Lor: "SEE! He's coming up with excuses. Poor me!" Syn: "Um, but you are" Lor: "Shut up."

The panicked looks from people on Saturday afternoon upon seeing Lor's scar. I always have it on, it just gets washed out by rain a lot! Then finding out that people thought something had happened out of game, and were embarrassed when I said "It happened a year and a half ago!" and they thought I meant OOG. Sorry! Thanks to Ben Kaplan for helping make it awesome!

Croi making me cry at feast with that song. Feeling like Travance -was- home, and then feeling bad for it.

Throughout the event, telling people "Mom made bread for me to share...but I ate it." The road from Lotra is long.

Excited about getting my first master warrior lesson soon!

Also, Croi, what grapevine huh? Either I'm forgetting something or it was someone else.

I miss all the witch hunter stuff! How come now one tells me these things?

Derp! I remember you being there because you were the one that freaked out my vine and made me attack, but it might have been Keavy who was corralling me.

Most events if you want to play Bolton, its simple: you wake up, put on your big boy bowler hat, make sure not to forget your angry-fire-dragon-sword and heart-beat-dagger, and touch all the highly suspicious things that show up before a noble can give the express order not to. In general, there's no muss, no fuss, and only a little bit of clean up afterwards (read: angry mages, angry Unseelie, angry witchhunters, angry werecreatures, angry demons/devils, angry clergy/gods, angry Soul monster at the end of the amber path and angry everything remotely related to nature).

This was not a no muss, no fuss type of event, and when it came to clean up, there were whole rooms filled with blood (and other squishy bits) that needed mopping. I'm not sure if this was because the story tellers and James super injected this month's plot with intrigue and clandestine drama or if the rest of the town is simply becoming more Machiavellian, but Bolton received more requests for torture (lets not pretty it up and gloss it over with pretty words like interrogate) than ever before. What was even stranger was that people genuinely seemed to enjoy watching- face cookies- and/or even participating- Utrid: "kick you"- and while it weirds me out every time I do a torture scene, I'm glad you all enjoy it in an odd, I'm so glad this is make believe way.

Special shout outs go to James for setting up the dead-drops and the many many many people who helped Bolton scour the woods for them (you guys know who you are and you're awesome for it), Tico/Cameron for his incredible rp and the KR family that makes the game what it is.

I don't even know where to begin. This event was the best so far for Draven.

Sharing stories and trying to strengthen the resolve of a new friend whom expressed lost hope for finding a loved one in Travance.

Fighting side by side with the people of Alisandria, and not requiring being dragged to safety every few moments.

Two big ogres attacking Alisandrians at the lake front. You guys were amazing some great RP from you.

Creepy weird monster thing staring at me all weekend. First at night, in the rain through a semi foggy window which was unnerving enough. But then we go outside to confront it. And its gone !!!

RPing with Magnus outside while Bolton is inside asking questions.

Despite all the death and deception, this turned out to be a very relaxing weekend. I don't know whether it was just the nice weather or if there's something inherently calming about sneaking about as an assassin, but either way I felt oddly at ease by the end of Sunday.

Giggles with the new players on Connor's Tower mod:
"I search your pockets, your boots, your jacket, your moustache..."
(two-handed meteoric weapon card appears on moustache)
"... How did he even fit that in there?"

Getting sent out as what has been tentatively referred to as a "Fun Elemental" (weird Andorran worm thing) as part of a St. Astrid's day mod. With our poorly-disguised Agauran clerics (Alex B and Alice A) and some unsettlingly wired Andorran hug-mongers, I think we managed to weird out about 99% of the people we came across in the inn. Very rewarding to see lots of confused and vaguely worried faces - even before the Cause Wounds and Blades of Victory started flying!

Some marvellous RP in the inn attic with a handful of new(er) players on Friday night. I'm really looking forward to running into you again at some point soon! Exchanges like these are why it's so rewarding to be sent out as wandering merchants or peasants - it seems to give players a chance to portray their characters in a more natural setting, where they can act out personality quirks that wouldn't necessarily show through when they're busy swinging a weapon.

Being sent out as a gnoll bandit with Sean on Sunday morning. Sadly we got separated in Alissandria, which was rather unfortunate as I ended up subsequently stealing more than my share of items... before getting the drop on the Baroness herself! The resulting interrogation - featuring the pinnacle of gnollish stand-up comedy - turned out to be a lot more fun than I'd anticipated. Thanks Kristen and Jen W for playing along and being a great (albeit unlikely) audience! 10/10, would gnoll again.

Going out as a slightly shifty looking bloke for James on Saturday. Despite not having committed any crime more serious than wearing a hood on a sunny day, my poor chap ended up waylaid, interrogated, intimidated, stabbed, magically confused, waylaid a few more times, telekinetically strangled, tied up, tortured, tripped, poisoned, and even had his eyeball slowly burned out with a red-hot poker. It's a bit worrying that crimes against fashion are punishable in this way in Travance, but I'm glad you enjoyed interacting with the character - as Elias put it - in an odd, I'm-so-glad-this-is-make-believe way.

All in all, another marvellous weekend NPCing. Looking forward to hopefully hanging out with you as a PC at some near point!