January 2017 WENDIGYOLO REALMS Highlights

From Chet's perspective this event was run by Lemony Snicket, since what followed lay-on was A Series of Unfortunate Events.

A Guy Walks Into a Bar...
On a visit to the Blackbird, Chet walked from one side of the bar to the other, forgetting to duck under the infamous beam. The bright side? I finally know how it feels to be struck by the Master Warrior skill 'Slam'.

Thankfully there were two Safety Marshals--Katie and John--nearby who gave me a (relatively) clean bill of health. Thanks, guys!

That's How the Cookie Crumbles

Aldric, Angeliana, and Nalick set up an altar in the Inn on Saturday night to hold a mass before the town went off to war, but everything strangely progressed in a timely manner. After we finished packing up the altar, Aldric hands me a few heart-shaped cookies in a sleeve. I eat one, hand another one off to a friend, and then get the idea of giving the last one to Bob.

I carry it carefully to the bar room BUT as soon as I pick it up, the cookie cracks in half. Nalick reacts in horror. He sticks the two pieces of cookie back together and offers it to Bob, who declines.

Late Friday night, one of the brand new players handed me a community RP point, saying I was a "great actor." Needless to say I'm still flattered.

On Friday night, I may have spent more time on the ground--dropped far more often by wendigo and other creatures than support beams, I can assure you--than I did on my feet. So much so that at a certain point, Chet would wake up to people lecturing him on not dying so much rather than helping him back to his feet.

Haroldson in pajamas fending off a wendigo and dragging Chet's body inside the statehouse. Possible character development between Chet and Haroldson, but also Chet and Lord Silverbow for reviving him.

Our early afternoon low level mod went in an unexpected direction. Props to Steve O. for roping the new players in for a special ritual and just running with it.

Thank you to Andy for literally "chilling" with me in the caravans where we sat in wait to feast on tasty newcomers.

Tris trying to teach Chet how to yell. He fell for it.

Even more Swyft and Zelretch moments, but this time Nalick being accused of trying to steal Zelretch away.

Gilthu and Drake's return! Running up to each of them, wide-eyed, and some big hugs. A couple stiff drinks later and the three of us were neck-deep in philosophical discussions with innuendo strewn about. I missed you guys.

Tari's face and everyone else's reaction nearby when Nalick drunkenly inquired about a certain something.

Chet and Kerrick taking turns almost making Alia do a spit take. Hilarious banter throughout the weekend with Alia/"Aleigh."

Watching the Battle Royale and especially the moment when someone disarmed Seth's sword and threw it outside of the cage. Chet running around, lifting up the sword and chucking it back over to Seth so that he could continue fighting, to the crowd chanting Chet's name. It felt good.

Chet writing a letter. The rambling doesn't stop when his mouth is closed.

Chet and Krystoff drunkenly planning some divinely inspired vigilante chicken justice.

"We gotta get the kitchens from the chickens!"

Fyde and Jonathan. You two are a budding comedy duo if I ever saw one and not only was it hilarious writing that poem with you, but I had a good smile seeing the two of you bartending at the same time.

So many people losing their [cool] when Chet told a joke. I love getting to make you all laugh, regardless of which character I play, so I'm only a little upset that I might've made you break immersion for a moment. I'd like to think it was worth it.

HARKER! I DIDN'T KNOW THERE WAS A FLOOR IN THE GARB CLOSET! Amazing.

Haze's cooking. I've never had a better midnight snack.

The fallout surrounding Nalick's arrest order of Van Kainen (the artist formerly known as "Karkat").

Norm. The dynamic between Chet and Lord Silverbow, is amazing. Proper fireworks between a Londwyn southpaw and a High Elf, every time.

Kreylin standing up to Brogan. Imanuel, you're making great progress, bud.

Nalick nearly arresting a friend, that friend being sentenced by the Magistrate to pay the victim 100 gold, and the friend asking the victim to borrow 100 gold, citing a vow of poverty. Robbing Peter to pay Coran Tanwyn?

Largely unspoken bonding between Angeliana and Nalick. So sweet.

Nalick singing a lullaby to Kestrel after finding inspiration in the bottom of a wine glass. What better on-the-spot song than that about real heroes with lyrics too vulgar for the bawdiest of bards? Hayley, I'm glad you got a kick out of it.

There will always be highlights I forget about, but I can assure you, if I looked like I was enjoying the moment, I was, and you should feel proud of yourselves.

See you guys in February!

This weekend was fairly entertaining and a great return for William in the long run. It had been several months since I had actually played William. For the past two or three, I had been full time NPC-ing. I was very satisfied with how things ended up going with my return.

Arrival
By the time that I had finally arrived within the proper, I had been exhausted. I had just gotten out of work and had school earlier that day. The trip to the proper was simply exhausting in itself. What truly surprised me about the entirety of my arrival was the fact that there had been snow in general lying upon the ground. It certainly hadn't been snowing where I had just came from, so the fact that there was any there truly caught me off guard.

Now that I had been within the proper, I had begun to run around and look to see if my friends had been around. I was in pain due to a small gash in my leg from events from the previous day, but the fact that I hadn't seen them in quite some time made dealing with the pain totally worth it. I was glad to see that some of my friends had been within the proper already, such as Snow, Wren, Olivia, Ergos, etc. However, I was also completely saddened by the fact that there hadn't been any of my other friends around. Wish you guys could have been here.

In addition to the fact that some of my friends had been missing from the proper, my lovely girlfriend, that plays Thaladriel, hadn't there as well. Sadly, she had decided to stay home and work on school stuff since it had been overwhelming her and she had been upset about it. I will not lie, I had missed her tremendously throughout this weekend and that emptiness within my heart hadn't disappeared until I saw her the following Sunday evening.

Events within the Proper
Although I had missed my dear friends and my loving girlfriend, I had truly enjoyed my time with the friends, both old and new, that had been within the proper at the time. Whilst there, I had gone through several things as William. To start, I had actually participated far more this event, than I have within any of the events that I have attended. One of the most memorable moments that William had gone through was when he had attended a lower level mod with a group of others. Within this mod, the group had accompanied a small child to find his sister. As we had crept farther into the maze, we had seen witnessed something truly horrifying. A wendigo had leapt out from the woods and attacked the little boy, tearing out his heart and leaving him for dead. This prompted for the group to attack the Wendigo and end its life. Once the wendigo had died, I had taken my sword and decapitated the wendigo to ensure that it was dead. Due to the fact that it had already been dead, I had decided that it would be best to keep its head as a trophy for this battle. (Thank Zipeto for allowing me to keep the wendigo head :lol: ) Interestingly enough, once the battle had ended, I had carried this boys body all the way down to the road until I found Thalia, who had than ended up bringing his heart back and allowing for the revival of this young child. This had made William a happy camper until he had discovered that this wendigo had been the child's sister beforehand. Enraged, the child ended up chasing after William, trying to end his life for killing his sister. Although he had been upset about the fact that he had decapitated this young boys sister, he had still ended up keeping the wendigo head. He just tries to keep the origin of the head out of his mind.

Now that that had been taken care of, William had to partake in other events to remove the origin of this wendigo head from his mind. In order for him to do so, he had decided to run around the woods and help out wherever he could. This had prompted him into partaking in main mod against all of the wendigo and the massive ancient twenty foot wendigo, that had ended up ripping of all of his limbs nonetheless, partaken in the demon war of glandsdale alongside the church of light, throwing up rituals against terrifying blizzards, strength learning, and pajama discoveries. Overall, it was a fairly entertaining event. Thanks to all who had helped me enjoy this event and whom had given me a truly entertaining welcome back to the proper.

I had a great event as Maeve and if you interacted with me at all this weekend, consider yourself thanked and appreciated. My favorite moments were as follows:

Crackpot theories on wendigo origins with Fifi.

Fifi's Rants: How are peaches disappointing? Let me count the ways.

Bubble breakdown with Fifi. Sometimes you just have to hum a little tune and get a little booty wiggle going on while you are shielded from harm. It passes the time.

Helping Fifi sort body parts as she dissected a wendigo, complaining the entire time about how if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.

Mirror Twin Blue Kestrel

Snark, matchmaking, tea and The Reject Cup with Cy.

Cy's AMAZINGLY PROFESSIONAL sidle up to Swyft on a bench in the inn, with the intent to crack a joke, only to laugh so hard at said joke, that she could not breathe, making us laugh super hard even though we had no idea what was so funny, because she was unable to speak. Best.

Storytime with Van. Maybe not as stomach pain inducingly hilarious as last time, but still incredibly entertaining.

Zelretch and Van trying to jump scare Swyft to death.

Here's to looking forward to the next time! The next event is coming up quick and I can't wait to see you all there!

This was an engaging event for me. Normally, I like to keep things mellow, trying not to interfere in business that I don't really belong in, but I decided to get involved here and there. It was a good time, I'll see about trying it out again...Maybe...Ish.

Ten minutes into Lay-On and I'm already up 1800 gold.
Friday was spent with my fellow Spirits doing the things that nobody else seems to be willing to do so uhh...You're welcome?
Tried my hand at doing a bit of alchemy...Yeah...That's it. Totally.
Satisfied a few murder boners by making Wendigo shaped boots. I'm still covered from foot to knee in, erm, what's left of your friends.
While lying in bed with the Blood Spirits, we made sure we were ready to kill anything that tried to come up and annoy us. I had my arquebus cocked and stated, "I've got my gun in hand ready to go, and technically, I'm dual wielding if you know what I mean!"
Saturday morning found some more dead Wendigos along with a couple of chats with people that you guys don't really need to know about. They're dead now...It's fine. You're welcome.
Went on a treasure hunt with a good friend of mine. It seems that we went out before everyone else did because we came back with uh...A lot.
NPCd for four hours. Not once did I play a wendigo. So that was cool.
My God came for a visit. I don't stand up so straight and attentive for anyone but the God of Death.

Ooh, this is a big Highlight! I was so impressed with the talent of one of our new friends, Tage, that I made it my duty as a veteran player to help her feel welcome and noticed. I pulled her off to the Bank for a small investment of 300 gold. Yeah, that's right! The pure assassin, poison slinging, death obsessed murder guy is making our new friends feel like they're important BECAUSE THEY ARE! So tell me...What did YOU do for our new friends?!

Main MOD murder-fest featuring me making sure that the healers didn't get their guts ripped out while they saved your asses. You're welcome. Again.
I got hit with possession twice, and despite having defenses for them, I cried out in excitement, "I EAT IT!" To which Annora says, "Wait, you're going to take it?" "Yes". "OH SCREW THAT! INTERCEPT WILLPOWER!" Damnit, Annora! Let me kill you guys!
For Sunday morning, I woke up with a sausage in my face. Please do with that sentence whatever you'd like.
Prayed to Galmachis in a blooming druid grove.
Burk's fight thing was fun. We should kill each other more often.

I'd like to give a special thanks to Chris. I love you, man, and I'm very excited to see what you have in store for next time you're our ST!

Reece stop scaring my new Valosians.

Well… that was a thing.

Busy Month for Blood Spirits, busy month in general and well, finding out that I can still fight even in pain from the weather. Positives all around.

Highlights of a fashion…

Friday:
Wendigo. We know them and these were a bit… beefy-er. And they are here because of all the cannibalistic sorts in travance. (Yo, if you eat long pig, this is what happens when you eat long pig…) So to quote Arkelian… “Stop it!”

Fighting the aforementioned wendigo near the inn. I can take one, hold own against two… but three? In the dark? Oh Hell No. Four is just RIGHT OUT… which is what I faced. Lasting exactly fifty or so seconds…. Was apparently enough time for cavalry from within and the stairs of the inn to mobilize and bail my arse out. Thanks Guys…

More discussion with various sorts. Y’all know who you are.

Whomever came up with the idea of the farmers feeding the children to the wendigo as sacrifice, that you (I think) for finding something that could get me *that* angry on an OOC as well as IC level. Nearly had to leave camp for a bit to cool off.

Fri-Sat transition… I do so hate fighting inside buildings- especially the manor. But in there we did. I just wish the area notes would stop being stolen. Its getting OLD…

Sat Morning Brazen Mass. After Spirits Breakfast, a handful of people arrived for mass, to include Jediah and Swyft. Just before mass was to start, I am outside with Jed when TEN of the Wendigo come down the stairs- Swyft’s hissing at their approach being the warning we needed

Jed and Duncan look at each other, at the wendigo then at each other again.
Me: You feeling limber, old man?
Jed: I suppose, I’m out of practice…
Me: Well, I guess Brazen decided you needed a reason to get some in…

This fight went for a bit… and well, it was fairly impressive- and quick once the rest of the people in the building got outside & involved.

A job offer. To paraphrase, the Blood Spirits are capable of doing and will do many things but we won’t do that. We are grey, not dark.

Delivery of a Bill of Sale for a Brazen Altar. April is going to be a very big month…

Saturday afternoon Ritual- It would seem that if you are short essences of Druidical nature, one’s own self is a viable alternative.

A chance encounter…. “Leave Travance and never return… for if you do, I will kill you myself!!”

Nezumi are NOT people. Two legged vermin, sure… but decidedly not people.

Conversations with a pair of paladins Duncan actually likes. I know some of what was said wasn’t liked… but at least it was acknowledged and reasoning understood- and in one instance, agreed with. Where it goes remains to be seen.
Incidentally… SEVEN PALADINS at main?!? Whiskey Tango Foxtrot…. It made sense later though; But at the time, whoa.

Sat Night Main- Everyone divides up and I have just a handful of young Spirits, a witch hunter and a Dorwick. Gathering up whomever was left behind and able to go, we became Spirit Detachment and went out helping the other crews.

And help we did. Proud of everyone who joined up with us and extremely pleased with the relative coordination and adherence to battlefield commands. Pat yourselves on back, people.



Late Night Fire… always pleasant.

Sunday Morning breakfast… Reece, if Kelley is available next time, I’ll have her bring you the meat… 

Yo… whoever sent out the Venier, I want you to know that was not the smartest of ideas. Just saying…

A proposition/request made….
“Can you put up with my shenanigans?”
“I suppose… Can you put up with mine?”
A slight giggle. “I suppose…”
“Then yes?”
“Yes…”

Some good RP, some discussions needed then it was cleanup time. All in all, a good event, a solid bit of fun and more than a few assessments made/given.

Next event should be interesting…. Considering its two weeks away!

See you folks then!