Illusion and Reality (ooc and questions VIII)

[rredmond]

The name "rredmond" rings a bell. Have we played together before?

It's likely. Of course your name rings a bell (other than from any Elric books I've read) but I always assume that's because I'm on way too many D&D forums... and one Jethro Tull forum

Glad to be on board all!

[Yrkoon]

Let's see...
I've played in 3 Unseen Servant games.
1. This one.
2. Once and Future Earth by Inferno (I was Hans the moleman)
3. Tales from the Gama'a Zone by Norjax (I was Farmanus the mentally-challenged pure strain human)

Sleep is unlikely until I figure this out.

[rredmond]

Ah, but have you played at other sites? Dragonsfoot, the now defunct AliveAndOutofPrint, SmolderingWizard, etc etc etc

[Yrkoon]

I did one other PBP game a few years ago on Mythweavers called Trouble in Hommlet. I was Wylymot Claymoore-Montcroix, magic-user.
That's my entire resume.

[jemmus]

Let's see...
I've played in 3 Unseen Servant games.
1. This one.
2. Once and Future Earth by Inferno (I was Hans the moleman)
3. Tales from the Gama'a Zone by Norjax (I was Farmanus the mentally-challenged pure strain human)

Sleep is unlikely until I figure this out.

Wait, I was in Inferno's Once and Future Earth game as Mungo the moleman cleric. Towards the end of the game. I guess we were in it at different times. In any event, it was a great one.

[ChubbyPixie]

Just read all this. It’s nice to know Grandfather wasn’t just slacking.

[Inferno]

[Inferno]

Wait, I was in Inferno's Once and Future Earth game as Mungo the moleman cleric... In any event, it was a great one.

Thanks. I still look back fondly on that weird, gonzo game, and those fun characters.

I guess we were in it at different times.

In my experience, when you run a game over many years there's a lot of player attrition just from Real Life. So these games have seen a lot of players.

[Yrkoon]

It took some digging, but I found my Once and Future Earth character:
Hans the Shrewd
Description:
More mole than man, Hans is relatively tall for his species, standing at a full 52 inches in height when not burrowing underground. Like all those of his kind, his pink human-like skin is wrinkled, his yellowed incisors protrude, and he is covered with a light brown dusting of fur. His eyes are too small for his head but deceptively keen; as an underground dweller, he is able to see in the dark. Hans is clothed in ivory-white leather armour and relies on a short sword for personal defence - that is, if an enemy is able to get close enough to taste his blade. He carries a sling and a not inconsiderable collection of bullets which normally find their way into the eyes and teeth of aggessors before the use of a melee weapon becomes necessary. He is the proud owner of a small earthenware jar of skin moisturiser. General tendency: altruist Personality: rude Disposition: proud/haughty Intellect: average Nature: jealous Materialism: covetous Honesty: very honourable Bravery: fearless Morals: lusty Piety: martyr/zealot

Background:
Hans and his troop are obsessed with moisturiser: gathering ingredients to manufacture it, making it, possessing it, and applying it to their sensitive roseate skin. The catalyst for this preoccupation was the discovery decades ago of a dead human traveller in their region whose bags contained several ancient yet improbably still-usable jars of a delightfully floral-scented white cream which the moleman dubbed 'Nive-A'. Miraculously, the ivory lotion provided relief to their chronically sunburnt epidermis, and was reckoned to be a divine gift for its power to liberate them from their warrens during daylight hours. Despite their subsequent best efforts, the molemen and the Church of Iithius (lesser goddes of flowering plants and herbs), which took root and blossomed after the discovery, have been unable to reproduce faithfully the original holy moisturiser and its alluring fragrance. As an acolyte of the Church of Iithius (motto: Be a New Flower Today!), he has been charged with a quest by his elders to venture into the unknown and return with samples of foreign flora for study and research into perfecting moleman Nive-A. Despite the young man's raw inexperience, the curate conferred this solo mission upon Hans because, during his ecclesiastical preliminaries, he displayed sagacity, furtiveness, and extraordinary skill in applying cream evenly.

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Golly, re-reading Once and Future Earth, I can't help but praise Captain Kinkajou for his portrayal of Moniqua.
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Chubbie was Fiefo at the same time!

[ChubbyPixie]

Chubbie was Fiefo at the same time!

Yes! I have an old school mini of that character (not painted yet) that I believe was originally from the gladiatorial football game from Citadel… Bloodbowl?

[jemmus]

Hans and Fiefo are both cool. Mungo's think was his hand-cuisined marinated and smoke-dried earthworms. Much better than the endless supply of the those clammy cave fish the good Sleestaks gave us.

[Yrkoon]

As is his custom, Cruloc insults the man who saved their lives.

lol

[Inferno]

[Inferno]

Hans the Shrewd. Fiefo LeBratt. Mungo the moleman. Ko-Nan the post-apocalyptic barbarian (played by Ravenn4544!).

Good times.

[Inferno]

Torix
He looks around at the wide ancient city. Where to go next?

Hi jemmus,
Sorry if I was unclear, but the adventurers cannot see the city. They are beneath it, somewhere underground:

(Kassim) races to a featureless stone wall and pushes on it, opening a secret door! "Open sesame," he mutters under his breath and plunges through.

With the booming avalanche of stone nearly upon them, the explorers follow the stranger inside!

Their torch the only light, they find a steep stairwell cut into the living rock, leading downward!

They fly precipitously down the steps, fleeing the certain apocalypse at their heels! After an earsplitting crescendo of calamity and destruction, there comes a sudden, resounding silence. The ground stops shaking and a hush falls over their world.

Alive by the narrowest of margins, they catch their breath on the stone stairwell. It leads further downward or back the way they came.

[jemmus]

My bad, fixing the post.