December 2015 highlights

Almost forgot! Dinner in the Adventurer's Guild was delicious. Hearty chicken noodle and potato soups, with some damned good (if I say so myself) garlic bread. Therion + Nigel +Ven in a kitchen = a science feast of hearty deliciousness.

On the topic of Dissection:

Nigel: "It's much easier if they're not alive when you start to cut into the chest cavity."

AAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLL RIGHTY!

Where to begin.

- First off, seeing everyone again. I know I only missed one event, but oh goodness, it always feels like ages between games.

- Next up! After 27 events, SINDARION FINALLY HAS HIS PROMOTIONAL SKILL. Sindarion came into the event with a swagger, knowing that after all of his practice, training, and meditation, he finally has full unconscious control over his wild magic. It still wasn't going to help him. See more later.

- Everyone's expressions when they saw that the bamboo walking staff I had was ALSO A FLUTE! The staff itself was a tremendous help with all the walking that was done during the event, and it saved my poor feet from pain and slipping down hills more than once this event. It also got me into some trouble. See more later.

- Going in, ready to stare down Tellegrim and his undead army. And then seeing him scarper off. Huge "oh no" moment.

- And now for something completely different.

- Having Travance run away, and the mad flight throughout the entire night. Sindarion split up and ran into a multitude of groups over the course of the night.

- And then the flute playing. Sindarion decided to play the musical staff (ba-dum-kssh, thank you Jeff) in an attempt to draw the Nulls away from other parties. I was with a couple of other people, then told them to run when we saw the lights on the horizon. I figured I would be able to stroll along, staying out of their range and leading their chase.

It worked, but not the way I expected.

As soon as they came within my line of sight, Sindarion started getting pulled from a far distance. Nothing he tried to do was able to pull him away from them. Soon, he was staring the Green Null directly in the face, with the Minor Nulls continuing to pull him. Cue Wild Surge. Ended up obliterating all the Minor Nulls AND giving myself +50 Magic Points, but Lean, Mean, and Green was still there.

Who then dealt damage to me based on how many magic points I had. Ow.

- Woke up in the Pendarvin statehouse after being stitched up together. Yay!

- Saturday's shenanigans, continuing to run and hide, doing the usual harping about, running to the Druid Grove, and stuff like that.

- Finding out later later on Saturday afternoon that the fluting actually DID distract a group of the Nulls, and led them away from a group of bodies so people could heal them. All the pain felt justified.

-NPC shift, i.e. being a dead body and lying down on the ground. The only time I lay down when I wasn't sleeping for the entire weekend. It was pleasant.

- Wild Mage teaching lessons with Willemina on Sunday!

- Therion: "Sindarion, catch!"

- And finally, Elric giving Sindarion a plan for the most dastardly usage of wild magery. Coming to a main mod near you - Strike Plan: Megaturkey.

Oh my goodness gracious. There is so much that I can say about the event that I run the risk of babbling on for pages, so I’ll try to keep this short. ...TRY.

• First and foremost was the general anxiety leading up to the actual event. I was totally on the hype-train, and being inside of my character’s head as I contemplated just what was about to happen was killer on her heart, right through the weekend, even if she tries to stone-face her way through it.


• The sheer dedication to remaining in-character by everyone at the event, especially late at night and in private. Kudos to every single one of you. Wake up in the morning and bumble sleepily around? Everyone in character. Late at night while stuffing our faces with foodstuffs we found in some abandoned building (womp womp)? Everyone in character. In bed trying to sleep? Everyone in character. We were in that world.


• Heading out to battle on Friday evening only to discover a whole big world of NOPE.


• Five hours of fear and desperation while running and hiding through the cold, cold woods doesn’t usually sound like a good thing, but what an exciting rush that was! Even when my body finally started to shut down, the reliance on and execution of teamwork and survival skills kept me pushing forward, since not a single one of us seemed ready to give in. People had one another's’ backs out there, and it was incredible.


• Saturday morning NPC shift was a lot of fun. Skelly-Time!Bethany followed by an RP mod that Rudolph and Ketryn helped in a direction that none of us thought would actually happen. Huzzah for smuggling out ”sick people” through Kalidonia!


• Indiana Jones and the Cultist Catacombs during the low-level mod on Saturday afternoon. The escape out of there while all of the doors were slamming closed behind us kept making me wish I’d lose my hat. Always love those lowbie mods!


• DELICIOUS FOOD.


• The drama during feast was a firm reminder of the fact that we ARE under the command of a governmental hierarchy in Travance on both an OOC and IC level. I thought it was awesome to watch the cause and effect play out, though sorry that there was “cause” to begin with.


• Saturday night was a repeat of Friday for the most part, though we had a better idea of how to maneuver. While heading to a rendezvous point, though, I totally got stuck in ALL OF THE THORN BUSHES and thought they would be my unfortunate demise.


• The way the evacuation was handled from the “nerve center” of the Baronial Manor was excellent to observe. Wonderful roleplaying and wonderful cooperation.


• The "big reveal" and the assorted reactions to hearing it. I cried. Other people cried. Emotions everywhere. Beautiful.


• *hand puppet* “I-LA-NAAAAA. I-LA-NAAAAAAAAA.” This is what happens when we all drink whiskey that was found in the freaking floorboards.


• Conversations with Jun, Magnus, Billiam, Gideon, and Sindarion over the weekend. My only regret is that none of them were long enough and I was too bloody tired to be a decent conversation partner. I’ll make up for it one day, I swear. Though apparently Jun says things about me when I’m not around. *side eyes Dustin*


• Trying to end a Black Dragoon with special guest: “Magnus’ Magical Motivation”. Matt, I have a feeling that I’ll be taking a martial list at some point and I am totally holding you responsible. (Though I did find out that ‘Wilhelmina’ translates into “Willing to Protect”, so I guess there we go.)


• Sindarion I’m sorry that I “stone gripped” your foot to the ground. Y-you asked what I could do. ;;


• SO MUCH RP. ALL OF THE RP. KNIGHT REALMS, THANK YOU.

It’s going to be a long, long, long wait until the January event. *flails around*

Things i forgot,

coming up with a plan with Tobias so we could sleep.

Being ordered to secure the armory. AKA make a lock and key and finally lock the damned door.

It felt so good to be back! what event to come back to as well.

Friday:
-Getting to witness the emotions in the air when Tellegrim was forced to flee and corsair was dusted.
-Playing a spark and inducing real fear in the players as they had no idea what was going on.
-Seeing Sindarion explode with a crazy wild surge. Sorry it didn't help, mate.

Saturday:
-Hanging out at the inn and catching up with people. It felt good to have so many people tell me they missed me.
-Being very upset when being told that there was beings called Null wandering around and messing things up. YOU HAD ONE JOB, TRAVANCE.
-Facing off against husks of incredibly powerful players, like the freaking Count. Yeah....that's fear you smell.
-Running into the woods with a small group to escape the husks. Tense stuff.
-Beating up a tree because I wasn't allowed to beat up the husks. I'm a red dragoon berserker. running away is the opposite of my job.
-Talking to Crowley about what I know about what the Null might be, based on what others had told me.
-Height makes right! Seamus is the tallest so he's the right....est.
-Hanging out in the Adventurer's guild and napping during feast. Was super tired that I even decided to sleep during main mod.
-This was a mistake as Gene found me and killed me. Whoops!
-Playing a husk of myself and attacking people. Then having chats with Amalthea in the spirit world.
-Wait...i'm physical now? Cool.
-Wait...I'm alive now? Thanks Swyft!
-CRAP ALL OF MY STUFF IS STILL IN TRAVANCE ON MY BODY IN MY BUNK.
-Getting to hear the big reveal and saying I told you so to people. Need to find power in yourselves rather than putting that faith in gods!
-"Isn't it weird that this place looks just like the barracks? It even conveniently has bedding that's just the right size!"
-IL-AN-AAAAAAAAAA!!! COOK-IIIIIIIIIIIIIES!!!
-Floorboard whiskey is best whiskey.
-Jonas Kane sitting up, going wide eyed and exclaiming, "Oh no! I forgot about the bards in the basement!"

Sunday:
-Chatting and just hanging out with Eva and Seamus. Always fun.
-"I've gotta write a note to myself for next time we evacuate the town to unchain the bards." "Wait...they're chained up?!" "Oh man, look at the time, I've gotta go!" Jonas Kane...always hilarious.
-Dealing with Tellegrim's forces was pretty intense.
-Having a really emotionally charged argument with Seamus about Tellegrim. I think he can be redeemed and convinced to go home. Seamus wants to cut his head off.
-Strawberry milk cows. "Oh no ma cow!"
-"I'd like to point out the Chronicle has four editors, one being a Londwyn. An article written by a Chroniclerite has a grammatical error. Just sayin'."

It was a blast seeing people again and I will make a return in January. Quan Lu said so.

My Highlights might read more like an Event Recap, however that was part of the fun.

Friday Night: I learned so much. Sitting with the scholars and being asked if I was a scholar, when newer player answered for me, "Argyle isn't a scholar, he just likes to know how to kill shit." I'm sorry I can't recall your name, but your the first of my highlights. So please speak up if you read this. It made me chuckle.

The BEST Role Play I have EVER had with Birgitta. For once I wasn't the one in a pinch, love ya Leslie!

Garret Fuller: Your fair, scary, but fair. Your great man!

Gene, did you sleep?

Actually doing my job for the Barony, Sir Cypher REALLY takes his work seriously. That was a blast, anytime.

The great chase Saturday morning...to be continued...
Sorry for waking folks up, I really was trying to help.

"Where is Argyle?" Asked Lolo. "I think he is out fighting those things again, not winning, but..."Fenris. I coming stumbling through the doors of the Inn, "Healer, we. Need. Healer." As I fell over(1 body left, I was hit for 3 after I was brought with 4)

I finally tried to lay down finally, when I was awaken by Lor and Zel. "We need your help to fight the Count, Aliester, and Billiam."
Forest thinks(wth am I going to do?) Argyle, "pass me my sword."

Norm, I owe you one.

Feast was great, I wish I could have helped more. Ree, damn girl, Cookietree should take the Amber Path, Godess of Hearth and Bounty."
You busted your ass for all of us, thank you.
Notes of this feast; we really do need that hot water folks.
Also if I'm ever given the chance, the elf that bailed on helping serve feast, I want you brought up on treason!

Bill Friedrich, your the man, and you know why!

The Tanwyns, you all never fail to impress me.

Knowing where things are, can make all the difference, thank Karkat folks.

Yup, I followed Karkat into battle, yes he made sense, and he bailed me out, that makes 3 I owe you Karkats.

Patterson, great Role Play, you made your Land look so good in that. He alone got peasants to safety. It sparked some heroic behavior. Shane Johnson, way to keep going went you had nothing left.

Jed, Indigo, Swyft, Amathia, and the Knight of Alisandria...WOW.
I couldn't be more out of my element. Great role play, my mind was blown away. That single handedly took my PC into a whole new direction.

Clytie: YOU are my PC of the month, that was epic, folks will talk about that for years to come. I will take that picture soon. Yes, Argyle won this event, the town didn't, but he did.

Wormood, is waaay to like minded, opinionated, and just rough...I like him. The battle at the Inn, Argyle will never forget the last time he saw it.

Watching on as Lor and Zel sneaked around as fast as they could trying to save lives, wanting to help, but knowing I couldn't pulled at my heart strings, but that's the job isn't it?

I wanted to help more people, but I just couldn't. I hurt everywhere, I kept going and going but at 2 am Sunday with only 3 hours of sleep I was going to pass out.

Sunday morning, standing out facing the town...misquoting Fight Club as I walked away. This was one of the best role played scenes I had.

Until next, be well y'all and Happy Holidays.