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Tormented Soles - A Tickling RPG (Roleplaying Thread)

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((That was my post to the slaver tickling her. Lemme add on to the end here for when the two enter))

Rilina's eyes go wide as she sees Lucius come in from the outside. He's here to save them! But she also sees how he looks at her feet, and the words that come out of his mouth. Oh gods, is there anyone in the city anymore who doesn't want to tickle her? She should have just stayed home today, or gone on vacation!
 
((And I will say this ElFewja. We're all here to have fun, and expand the story, but you are going a little bit much with other people's reactions. I personally pointed this out earlier, and now as Tukano pointed out, you have Vega cracking with fear and treating you all buddy buddy? I know we're all here to have fun, but it's not fun if other people make you do things. I know you're trying, we all are, but just watch your posts a little bit.))
 
(regarding what I assume will be a fight between Lucius and Vega... just a reminder to El Fewja. Vega, thanks to his were-human status, has strength and reflexes superior to those of a normal human. Plus, he is a world-class swordsman. I don't mind if you use Vega in part of the fight and have me finish it up, but I would appreciate it if these attributes were reflected in whatever you write.)
 
Ayal at the apothecary

As soon as the fight begin, Ayal searches shelter behind the bed where the two girls were laying. He noticed that the veiled dancer was now awake, in other circumstances that could have been a real great evening... but with what was going on he was simply too afraid to think about the delights of torturing slaves... almost... he took a deep look at the dancer's slippers...

She was mumbling something under the gag, the same piece of cloth that covered her face just before... wait a minute... where has he already seen that face? ... Shuddering, he turned soon his head to see how the fight was going on, hiding more behind the bed...

Castorp and Luna at Dragon's Way

How could that girl possibly have convinced him to do something so fool? Well... He actually knew: she was pretty, seducing, teasing him about his ticklishness and so on... Ok, but was that enough to risk your own skin?!? He should just stop looking at women... they always bring troubles... Well,... mmmhh... Ok, he could never be through with them, but he should absolutely be more selective: no more dangerous women!!!

He found himself just outside the door of Ajeje Brazorf's room, Luna gave him the key to the upper floor and told him a way to get there without being seen by anyone. He could hear the laughing screams coming from inside... The poor waitress was entertaining the owner of the tavern, as part of his duties. A feeble snort came from down: his dog Tolpoff was nervous as he was. "-- Shhh... behave yourself, or we both will bitterly regret this damn foolish thing... --" He tried not to make noise...

He also had the key of the door... He just spent a few moments listening to the torments the ugly guy was giving to the poor maiden... Regardless of the fear and the sympathy he had for Luna, he could not repress a wide grin... hi hi hi "If I don't die here, I will have my share of that soon..."

He succeeded in unlocking the door and opening it without making noise... Fortunately Brazorf was not facing the door: he sat on the bed, at Luna's side, tickling her ribs like possessed by a little mischievous devil Castorp knew well... The poor waitress was tied spread-eagle on the bed, her wirsts and ankles tied securely to the angles of the bed by some heavy leather straps, with padding inside, probably not to hurt the "victim" (how nice from him...). She was wearing only a white gown, rolled up so that she was "unprotected" from ribs down, and little underwear...

That was almost too easy... he approached the guy from behind... he could see the eyes of Luna, terrified and full of tears, while laughing like a mad... he wondered if she was still enough in herself to realize what the situation was... In between the burst of laughters and the howling she nodded violently, closing her eyes... He interpreted that like a sign to go on...

He took the wooden stick he brought with him, raised it up above his head, ready to hit... came closer to the man... in that moment the top of his Klawdia, the instrument he was always bringing on his back, hit the angle of a cabinet that was just close to the bed... doing an awful loud noise... Brazorf jumped like someone burned his bottom... Tolpoff started to bay... Castorp was petrified: "Ok, no one can live forever..."

Brazorf was no less afraid than him... he was trembling... "Ppplease... no... please... take all you want... but please don't hurt me..." Castorp was astonished... He didn't think such a big, influent, selfconfident man could whine just like a little boy, even in a situation like that... But all that noise would surely attract more determined people from outside...

He menaced Brazorf with the stick, trying to do the worst dredful face he could, turning up in a funny face that let Brazorf perplexed... in the meantime Tolpoff was efficiently chewing Luna's straps, who was free in a matter of two minutes.

"Great, that is what happens when you ask a clumsy, fat bard to lend you a hand!", cried the angry waitress quickly dressing herself. "Well, I'm glad you appreciate that I'm risking my life for you... I should have asked the brave man here to be entitled to torture you as part of my wage, so I would have what you offered with much less risk!". Luna looked at him rudely, then went closer to the overfrightened Brazorf, put a hand into his shirt, causing him to giggle like a little girl...

"Oh Gods... could you ever have suspected that?", told Luna, making him giggle a little more with his fingers on the ugly man's hairy chest, with a satisfied and evil grin... "Hey young lady, would you please speed up the procedures? I think I'm hearing some noises downstairs!", told Castorp trembling.

Anyway Luna could had never given to her torturer what he gave to her, since her "bred for ticklishness" instinct prevented her from being able to torture someone without feeling empathy for them. She simply took the hand out of the skirt of the man, with a key in it. She took a coffer, that was laying under a large, soft, red pillow and opened it with the key. Inside there was a great amount of money.

Luna showed the money to Castorp "If you would work for him, you would have the chance to torture me, but you could not put your hands on *this*..." Castorp groaned, then said: "Ok, I'm sorry, I obviously didn't mean to say what I have just said, could you believe I could possibly do something like that to you..."

"Castorp, cut that out! We have to go!" She took the stick from Castorp's hand, hit strongly Brazorf on his head, he felt down like an empty sack, than took Castorp's arm with a hand, the coffer with the other, whistled to Tolpoff and the three of them went out of the tavern, through a secret passage behind a cabinet "Being the favorite ticklE pet of the owner gives some advantages...". They were on the street, lurking in the dark city (OOC: this has been done at night), just as Brazorf's men were reaching his room...
 
LOL...I missed too much, Jumping ahead some

((OOC: Ok I'm sorry, I should have mentioned the pudgy character I had asked for help from was Castorp. I did'nt mention the name because well, my character would'nt have know it yet. But I should have been more descriptive with mentioning the instrument he played or something...anyway it does'nt matter, I can work this somehow. Also I'll mention my char. is in the Dragon's Way))

The couple Stapleton had asked for help just looked at him with both fear and disgust. He sighed yet again, held up a hand in apoligy and turned to find someone, a little more talkative. As he approached another patron, he heard a loud commotion from the second floor. He lifted his eyes to the ceiling and listened to what sounded like some sort of struggle going on above. Some men standing beside the bar had also heard the commotion at looked at the ceiling with concern. The group of men began heading towards the stairs that would lead them to the second floor.

The scuffle above had ceased and Stapleton could hear muffled voices through the ceiling. A brief scraping of something being dragged across the floor followed the voices. Then all was silent. That was when Makambo started barking from outside. He quickly turned and exited the tavern. His wolf had been sitting where he was left, but was looking up at the second floor window, giving low growls of warning. Stapleton looked up to see dark heads poking out the window, and seemed to be searching for something, or someone. An image of the men bursting through the door flashed through his mind. He quickly called his pet, and walked around to the side entrance of the tavern. He had hoped he had picked the right side.

Footsteps were heard coming from the side door, and two people came through. A large man carrying some sort of instrument, and a women who seemed to be trying to cover herself up hastily with clothes. Stapleton did'nt know why, but he felt he needed to help hide these people from the angry men who would come bursting through the door at any moment. As the large musician stepped out, Stapleton reached out with his powerful arm and pulled him towards the back of the building..."Shhhhh! Do not be alarmed. I am not here to harm you." Stapleton whispered. "You and your companion must hide quickly..."
(OOC: Tukano, I hope this has'nt ruined your storyline or plan on what to do next with Castorp. The meeting of our two char. can be brief if you so wish. I'll leave it up to you))
 
Night Raptor and the Newcomer mett Face to Face!

Night Raptor found the hide out of the newcomer that had captured Rilina and Rachel.

"Damn fools," Night Raptor growled as he saw his new victims standing outside the door. Four guards were talking amongst themselves. Quickly changing into a partcial dragon, Night Raptor started forward, Scythe in hand and ready for the kill. The guards looked in his direction and were about to call out for help, but it was too late. Night Raptor killed them all in the wink of an eye. After making sure that the guards were dead and no one has been alerted to his presence, Night Raptor snuck inside the building. He could hear the muffled cries of laughter coming through a thick looking door somewhere in the middle or center of this building. Peering in through a window, Night Raptor could make out Rilina and Rachel tied and gagged on the bed, Lucius being held by the newcomer, and a man dressed in mercenary clothing.

"Who the hell are these guys?" Night Raptor asked himself, "Only one way to find out!" Night Raptor took a step back, raised his Scythe, and brought it down hard against the door splittering the door into pieces. Night Raptor stepped into the room and yelled as he glared at the mercenary and the one who was holding Lucius, "Who are you two?"

(OOC: I'll let Vega and his clinet respond before proceeding. FYI: Night Raptor still has his dragon wings clearly visible.)
 
Back at the Tavern, Robert, Draco, and Roberta finished their drinks and left the tavern, after paying handsomly for the drinks.

"Where to now?" Draco asked.

"Back to Port Kaphraktos," Robert replied.

"Why, what is happening there?" Roberta asked.

"The building of our own Tavern," Robert replied.

"Sweet," commented Draco, "So what are we waiting for, let's go back to Port Kaphraktos."

"What about Night Raptor?" Roberta asked.

"He can take care of himself," Draco stated.

"Okay," Roberta commented, "As long as your sure, then let's head back to this Tavern of yours Robert."

"Follow me," Robert commanded. The group left the town and headed back to Port Kaphraktos to start up The Posion Apple Tavern.
 
Gods! What else would happen on this accursed night?

Vega looked up to see ... well, what appeared to be a dragon man... standing in the doorway, wielding a bloody scythe.

The words were directed at he and the slaver--which led Vega to believe these two were on the same side, strangely enough.

"I am Reynaldo Vega," he said. "Expert swordsman, experienced traveler and soldier of fortune. He, on the other hand, is a slaver with no knowledge of combat. Which, if I read the situation correctly, leaves the two of you against me. Hardly sporting, I would think. Gentlemen would agree to let one of you defend their claim against me in a duel. Although my reptilian friend, I think you might want to revisit your choice of alliances. Judging by this other individual's lustful stares upon the apothecary, I believe he intends nothing but to inflict similar torture upon both ladies if successful in liberating them. Hardly the mission I'd wish to support with my sword..."

(trying to maybe stir up some dissension here... )
 
(OOC: Sorry Taj! I didn't get it 🙂 I'll take it from your last post)

Castorp, already frighteneted by the situation, was now terrified: he was caught by surprise and seriously thought those could be his last moments... The guy was really scaring: some kind of dark green skinned creature... he looked like an orc, but his facial traits were not those of orcs... Anyway, despite his words, he didn't look very friendly...

Luna, who stepped out from the door before him, turned his head as she heard the strange guy talking. She was no less frightened than Castorp, but she had a bit more presence of mind, so she just said, trying to speak low: "-- I don't know who you are, but even if you are ready to fight our chasers, if you want to help us, I propose we just talk about our future plans far from here, in a much safer and quieter place --". Luna waited with the little coffer in his hands, hoping that the strange looking guy would decide to follow her advice, also because Tolpoff had started barking at him after he pulled his owner toward the wall.
 
Ayal's face turned white as he saw the large dragon-like figure smashed the door... Things couldn't have taken a worse direction... His two helpers in the room were petrified like him, and his guards at the outside... well, they probably fleed for fear or worse... Where the hell all of these supernaturally gifted warriors came from, all of a sudden? They were literally infesting that quiet city! Once a honest slaver could do his business in peace...

The strong Vega was a good defense, but the two other guys were quite frightening, he doubted Vega alone could defeat them. Maybe he could convince the dragon guy to be on his side, but he feared that wouldn't be good news for him anyway... Just a last thing for him to try...

Ayal tried to stand up the more decently he could. With trembling voice: "G-g-gentlemen, gentlemen... please, may I have your att-t-ttention just for a second?... May I?... Listen, I was just doing my job, I'm paid for it and slavery is a pilaster of Bysanthium's economy. Yes, I know, there are people who think slavery is immoral, but so should be drinking alcohol or smoking herbs, but, hey, who don't do that?..." He even tried a shy smile.

"So, I'm just proposing we can settle the situation in a more... civil and peaceful way:
the first gentleman who entered... you say these two have something that you own? Perfect, we can "induce" them to give it back, or I can refund you on their account and then I will settle the things with them later... The... dragon gentleman here... I don't know what your claims are, but we can talk about that and find a way to have everyone satisfied with no... <shudder> ... useless blood wasting... don't you think?... And Vega... well, I think we already had a deal, but it could be... renegotiated..."

Ayal waited anxiously for the answers from the three...
 
Vega turned to face the slaver. Due to his own personal code of honor, he could not betray his client.

However, there was nothing in his ethics that disallowed using a situation to full advantage.

"To speak truthfully, the notion of slavery makes my blood boil, but we had an agreement and I will not break it," he said. "And you know my claim--more of a statement of fact than negotiation, really. When you leave this place with your acquisition--and you will, whether it is over the carcasses of these individuals or not--you give me the dancing girl as additional compensation. However, I might add that if I were not here right now, you would not even have the chance to negotiate with these gentlemen."

Vega turned and stared at the dancing girl as he finished speaking. But the lust in the eyes of the human intruder was absent from his. It was more... sorrow? Or perhaps something else?
 
"Useless Blood Shed," Night Raptor said as he stared at Ayal and Vega. Without warning, Night Raptor slammed his Scythe into the wall and then ripping it back out. This left a HUGE hole in the wall. "Perhaps we can negotiate terms for a peaceful settlement, but what makes you humans think that I am interested in settling things peacfully?" Night Raptor took a step forward and was holding his Scythe it a 'ready to strike' position. Night Raptor looked from Vega to Lucius, from Rachel to Rilina, and then his eyes fell upon Ayal.

"The name is Night Raptor," Night Raptor said as he advanced another step closer, "Remember it very well. Now what is your business with the females?"
 
Rachel stared at the mercenary with fear. For some reason, this man had a strong interest in her but he did not have the same perverted look as his client, the weaker looking man who was tickling Rilina earlier. Still, Rachel was afraid of what this man would want to do to her. Or was he rescuing her from the slaver, an act of chivalry disguised by his gruff demeanor?

She rolled over and laid on her back so that she could see what happened next.
 
A New Alliance?

Stapleton was startled by the chubby man's dog and released him as soon as the dog started barking at him for placing a hand on its master. The looks that the pair were giving him, told him everything he needed to know for the moment. They did'nt trust him. But Stapleton's logical side deduced he had given them no reason to. Stapleton took a step backwards and sighed in relief. At least they had'nt run in terror screaming about monsters and such. He did'nt need a party of murderers on his trail.

He nodded in agreement with the females words, and tried to keep his tone light so as not to arouse anymore fear in the pair. "Agreed," he stated as quietly as he could. "but please we must move post haste before the followers find us." He had crouched low and stayed against the wall hoping the shadows would hide them for now. "My name is Stapleton. I am a traveller simply looking for work, and a place to rest." He turned his eyes towards the female and asked her as kindly as he could if she had lodging near by where they could hide.

Stapleton did'nt understand why, but he seemed to trust the chubby male almost instantly, and felt the dire need to help him out of his tribulation. The woman on the other hand, he could'nt read so well. But there was something underhanded about her. He could'nt put his finger on it just yet, but he was sure he would eventually. Makambo was a little weary of the pair, and gave off low growls of warning towards them, until his master put a reassuring hand on his neck. "Friends Makambo, have no fears." Stapleton, who was somewhat shorter than the pair looked up at them and agreed to follow where they may lead....
 
cassandra said:
Rachel stared at the mercenary with fear. For some reason, this man had a strong interest in her but he did not have the same perverted look as his client, the weaker looking man who was tickling Rilina earlier. Still, Rachel was afraid of what this man would want to do to her. Or was he rescuing her from the slaver, an act of chivalry disguised by his gruff demeanor?
She rolled over and laid on her back so that she could see what happened next.


(OOC: Cassandra, which man is Rachel (you) referring to?, Night Raptor, Lucius, Ayal, or Vega? My question is pertaining to the part of your post that is bolded.)
 
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Waylander was amazed to see one of the half dragon creatures, Night Raptor he thought, charging towards the door. He would have folloed immediately, but two guards were running in his direction, terrified out of their minds, by the way they were running. They weren't even looking at him, they were looking back. Waylander unsheathed his sword and performed a spinning slash, decapitating both of them as they passed by.

Rushing inside, he saw Lucious, who had gone inside of here first after apparently not hearing Waylander, Night Raptor, a slaver, and a new man holding a sword. He was about to ask what was going on when he saw the girls on the bed. Sheathing his sword and wrapping his cloak completely around him, he advanced upon the slaver. "I don't know how you came to possess these two women, but they do not belong to you. You are to release them at once, or face the consequences. You won't live to hear me repeat myself."
 
Robert, Draco, and Roberta arrive in Port Kaphraktos.

"What the hell happened to you Draco?" RAPTOR asked as he saw Draco's leg and arm bandaged up.

Draco glared, hissed, and said, "I dont' want to talk about it!"

"I understand," NIGHTMARE replied, "Maybe a Dead Screaming Nazi would help." (A Dead Screaming Nazi is a shot of a mixture of alcoholic drinks that taste like Big Red chewing gum in liquid form.)

"Sounds good to me," Draco replied, "Nice looking Tavern Robert and company."

"Come in and sit down gentlemen," Hugh yelled out from the Tavern's doorway.

"Who the hell is that?" Draco asked.

"His name is Hugh and he is our bartender," Robert replied.

"He looks cute," Roberta commented as she went into the Tavern, "I want to get to know him better."

RAPTOR, NIGHTMARE, Draco, and Robert rolled their eyes and sighed.

"Women," RAPTOR commented with a snort, "THey are so hard to figure out completely."

"Watch what you say," Robert warned, "That is my sister and I would apperciate it if the rest of you be polite when talking about her eventhough you are referring to women in general."

"I concur," Draco stated, "Not all women are bad, why I met two nice looking gals in Bisanthium."

"I understand," RAPTOR growled, "By the way, where is Night Raptor?"

"As far as I know," Robert replied, " He is somewhere in Bisanthium."

"As far as you know," NIGHTMARE hissed, "What the fuck does that mean?"

"It means that N.R. went off by himself when we were still in Bisanthium," Draco responded.

"Why in the holy waters of Tibet would he do that?" RAPTOR asked.

"Because of what happened to Draco," Robert answered.

"I see," NIGHTMARE said.

"Tme for that drink," Draco said as he limped his way into the Tavern, "Are y'all coming or not?"

"Coming," replied Robert, "Let's go guys." With that said, they all went inside to talk and have a drink.
 

I just "love" FTL travel... especially in fantasy settings... 😉
 
(I am waiting for Ayal to make his next post, Reminder, none of us can kill any other character without that character's permission, i.e. Night Raptor can't kill Vega without Vega's permission to do so. Note: extra characters that one creates in a post like the Bounty Hunters are free game. Cassandra was the first to implement the Bounty Hunters into a scene. Draco asked Rachel if she would allow him to take care of the Bounty Hunters, she said 'yes' so that is what Draco did but not 'on screen'. Those interested in how Draco eliminated the first two Bounty Hunters, please email me requesting that story. The next group of Bounty Hunters that I created were open to any and all characters in that group to kill. As for the 4 way standoff, I am going to wait 'til the others post their comments before I proceed. I suggest that you wait 'til all have posted before making your next move as well TNtickle.)
 
Free game as long as DMs say so. 😉

Keep in mind a couple of things, warrior gentlemen: bearing arms within Bisanthium is forbidden. Guess what comes next... 😉

Second, travelling takes time. People who leave Bisanthium or Port Kaph are effectively "out of play" [at least on the main thread] until they reach their destination.

That is quite important, since you are all meant to act together: especially if you have several chars in play - Hue and BigNorm - you might want to stick them together, or they'll get lost and become NPCs under the DMs' control.

We should have an RPG forum soon - hooray, thanks admin! 😀 - I just have to iron the details out with TT.

This is *important*: if you'd like some feature implemented - you name it - please tell me now. Cassandra runs this show, but the world is... er... mine.
😀 😀 😀
[EDIT: At least as long as everybody's having fun!]

So tell me now, before I bother da boss. 😉

Right? Right. 😀


Enjoy, and don't do modern world drugs. 😉
 
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Kalamos said:
Free game as long as DMs say so. 😉

Keep in mind a couple of things, warrior gentlemen: bearing arms within Bisanthium is forbidden. Guess what comes next... 😉

Second, travelling takes time. People who leave Bisanthium or Port Kaph are effectively "out of play" [at least on the main thread] until they reach their destination.

That is quite important, since you are all meant to act together: especially if you have several chars in play - Hue and BigNorm - you might want to stick them together, or they'll get lost and become NPCs under the DMs' control.

We should have an RPG forum soon - hooray, thanks admin! 😀 - I just have to iron the details out with TT.

This is *important*: if you'd like some feature implemented - you name it - please tell me now. Cassandra runs this show, but the world is... er... mine.
😀 😀 😀
[EDIT: At least as long as everybody's having fun!]

So tell me now, before I bother da boss. 😉

Right? Right. 😀


Enjoy, and don't do modern world drugs. 😉

(Let me get this straight, you are saying that ALL of my characters MUST remain together or else someone else, like yourself, can take control of them? That is ridiculous! How about this, when my characters are travelling from town to town, I won't post any new posts featuring those characters for at least 8 hours and up to a day, does that sound good to you Kalamos? Until now, I haven't heard, or read in this case, anything that says that we can't do anything with our own characters as we please except for killing off other characters like Goku, Waylander, Rachel, Rilina, etc... without their permission. My question is this, "Why are you waiting until now to say or implement 'traveling rules'?" What do you have to gain from this lastest rule? Probably nothing since you haven't, from what I can tell, playing a part or role in this thread besides these comments about the game every so often. I am not mad or angry at you Kalamos, I am just rather shocked at your last post and I am trying to stay within the proper boundaries here, but it seems that you keep on shifting the boundaries. Games are much more fun if all the rules are laid out on the table, meaning made very clear, from the very beginning. Adding on rules in the middle just adds on confusion and tends to lead to chaos. I am going to be quiet now and hope that we all can get along and work things out.)
 
-> Hue.

PMs are better suited for this kind of convos, but I want to be clear before everybody. 🙂
First of all, I am not singling you or your chars out.

Second, I said, in one of my earliest posts, that Port Kaph is a week on foot far from Bisanthium.

In the same game thread you leaped to and fro between the two locations. It is not a travel rule. It is common sense.

Travelling takes time in the real world. Why should it be instantaneous here? We made up a low-magic world just to prevent people from abusing magic. What's so weird with that? 🙂


Hue said:
(Let me get this straight, you are saying that ALL of my characters MUST remain together or else someone else, like yourself, can take control of them?
It is not *somebody*.
It is Cassandra, or me.
We are the DMs, the Dungeon Masters. What's so weird with DMs taking control of PCs when need arises? I am not going to have them shag a shamrock! 😀

If any of your chars were under a spell, he/she/it would be controlled by a DM.
If they are restrained, wounded or anything, you can't control however you please.
So, if I say that going from A to B takes a week, and during that week you can't interact with characters in *other* locations, what's so unacceptable with that?


How about this, when my characters are travelling from town to town, I won't post any new posts featuring those characters for at least 8 hours and up to a day, does that sound good to you Kalamos?
I said that the travelling characters are out of the *main* thread.
What does *main* mean to you?

Of course as soon as chars leave a major area they'd be transferred to another, travelling, thread - to prevent mixing story lines up.


Until now, I haven't heard, or read in this case, anything that says that we can't do anything with our own characters as we please except for killing off other characters like Goku, Waylander, Rachel, Rilina, etc... without their permission.
Because the game has just started, and I am trying to balance it all.
That's why.

You are over-reacting, considering that we are still without a subforum, and we still need to test some things out.


My question is this, "Why are you waiting until now to say or implement 'traveling rules'?"
Because before nobody started travelling over the cities and we expected people to stay in ONE town.

I had to make Port Kaph up because a share of players seemed more interested in the hack-n-slash part of the game, rather than the interaction part.


What do you have to gain from this lastest rule? Probably nothing since you haven't, from what I can tell, playing a part or role in this thread besides these comments about the game every so often.
What do I gain?
I am the writer of the background story.
I make the gaming world up.

My comments are not idle remarks.
If I say that in this gaming world things work like this or like that, it is not something arbitrary. I am just writing a world up so you guys can play it on, and have a consistent, seamless, gaming experience.

Besides, since I am not copying from a fantasy sourcebook, there are still many un-designed areas in the game.

Making travel harder allows me to invent those areas for you.


I am not mad or angry at you Kalamos, I am just rather shocked at your last post and I am trying to stay within the proper boundaries here, but it seems that you keep on shifting the boundaries.
I am afraid you are doubly wrong.

First of all, Cassandra and me make those boundaries.
If we feel, for gaming balance, that something needs to be adjusted, it is not because we want to be naughty.
It is probably because we feel it good for the game and most of the players.

Second, I'd like to point out you played out of "setting boundaries" more than a couple of times.
"Screaming Dead Nazi" comes to mind: this is an early medieval fantasy setting.
You never said your chars where time-travellers.
Where on Aygomen did they hear of "Nazis"?


Games are much more fun if all the rules are laid out on the table, meaning made very clear, from the very beginning.
Sorry about that. We are adjusting on the go.

Besides, I am not even a mean DM.
I am just testing out a rule that marginally affects your chars, and you snap at me like that?
What if, for example, your chars get in a fight and some of them gets a permanent injury?
Will you leave the game in spite of us? 😉


Adding on rules in the middle just adds on confusion and tends to lead to chaos. I am going to be quiet now and hope that we all can get along and work things out.)
Speaking of chaos, in most pen and paper rpgs, no player is usually allowed more than 1 char.
You made up a full party of six.

We - Cassandra and I - allowed you to, since everybody should have fun the way he/she/it prefers.

But everybody should have equal chances to get fun.
If I say that something needs to be changed, so everybody can have fun, what so terribly wrong with it?

I am not stripping your chars from you. I just said that if they get lost, you can't control them.

Why should they lose their bearings, ever?
Quite simply, I am not working on this setting 24/7.

If I *need* your chars to get lost somewhere, so I can write up the location they are in, they'll stay lost as long as it takes.

Let's put that this way: the gaming world is *my* character.
Just as you can't interact with other players' chars without their permission, you can't travel freely until the areas you want to visit are ready
.

Why don't I let somebody else write the gaming world up? Nobody wanted to, and I have fun doing it myself.

If I tell you something, it is only a friendly tug. Not something to "not get mad" over. 😉


Reg's.
 
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(OOC: Hue, I think I won't be available until the weekend. Ayal is a non playing character, you can merciless smash him at your heart's content. I just thought he was useful to set up some tk action, but there are always fighting all over the place, a honest slaver can't do his job... 😉
So, go on without me, kill Ayal if you want, but I have just a suggestion: PLEASE tickle Rachel!!! 🙂)
 
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