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TS - Day 03 - Elsewhere.

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Kalamos

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When in doubt, players can append their new actions here.
I'll check story continuity and move your actions under the correct thread.


This is the new gaming thread; please post the whereabouts of your characters, so I can properly move the action under the right Location Thread.

When you start posting on this thread, actions from the previous day are concluded.
You leave the older thread and continue your game action from this point on.
 
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Bisanthium Woods

[OOC: Since Night Raptor is in the woods near Bisanthium, I am going to post here since the woods are outside of Bisanthium. I leave it up to Kalamos to figure out where this post goes otherwise.]

"Good bye Stapleton," Night Raptor said as he saw Stapleton mount Makambo and head off on his own, "Take care of yourself and remember, don't trust anyone." Turning back to Waylander, Night Raptor said, "I bet Katie on side 'T', what's your bet on side 'H' Waylander?"

[OOC: Country, it is all about you now.]
 
Military Encampment

OOC: Wasn't too sure in what thread to situate this... so... I put it here.


IC:

Maximos Valerios rubbed his hands together. It was rather chilly this morning.
And the rain poured fiercely.
To be honest he had not expected such bad weather. He wore a black cloak which offered extra warmth.
Walking in full armaments he passed the guards.
The Magister Kentum did this regularly... checking for men who did not fullfil his duty.
The soldiers saluted him and he was pleased to find all the guards standing at their posts.
A few Legionaries were reinforcing the pallisades.
The red plumed helmet added to his height as he passed through the mass off soldiers.
Some were fixing equipment, others preparing breakfast.
But all happened with a certain organisation and discipline.
A Decurion passed by, leading a patrol that crossed the camp constantly.
Unlike the outer patrol... this was more a drill exercise than something else.

Several Legionaries invited their Magister Kentum to join them.
An offer he gladly accepted.
The young aristocrate took the bowl off meat and a piece of bread from them and shared his first meal of the day with his men.
Usually the officers ate secluded but today, he decided to make an exception.
The entire Legion and the Auxilia linked to it had been recalled.
After the fierce skirmishes they had had up north and the disturbing battle with a fellow Legion gone rogue... they needed a rest.
The Auxilia's were halfed in strength. The Legion itself had lost a fourth of it's men.

Maximos Valerios smiled while sipping the soup and swallowing a piece of meat. A gloved hand rested on the grip of his sword as he was pleased that he had managed to keep 9/10 off his men alive.
His sandaled feet got wet in grass.
Nodding he handed back the little bowl and spoke to some of the men.

A young man of the elitary class, he had surprisingly run through the officer ranks in a fairly honest way.
And he had gotten the experience needed to have the respect of the men in return.
He was probably the youngest Magister Kentum in the entire Legion. Which had caused a lot of animosity and gossip in the other centuries but not in his.

Valerios was proud of where he had gotten and where he one day would be.
He had partaken in developping the strategies that had gotten the Legion out in mostly one piece last time. And he organised with admirable efficiency.
He knew he had the trust of the other officers, even the Legate who led the Legions of the province he had been stationed in.
During the campaign he had had no problems with his age as long as he did what was required off him.
But there was one who had problems with him.
His 'rival', a mean old veteran officer who was in charge of another unit.

He looked up... it had stopped raining.
"Well time to continue my little walk" he said with an uncharacteristic smile on the usually stern and cold young face. His dark eyes seemed to pierce the very souls of his men.
The others nodded and the Magister Kentum continued on his road.
He wondered why they were on the move... leaving the boarders and heading inland... deep inland.
But only the Legate and the Tribune knew. And they seemed to be bent on keeping it secret.

In the distance Valerios saw the Auxiliary cavalry ride. A messy bunch of barbarians. But useful. Their cavalry was better than that of the Legion. They were strong and fierce but their lack of morals and discipline irritated him.

The Magister Kentum returned an hour later to his tent.
He had some administrative duties to perform. Though he hated them, he had no choice. At least the tent was warmer than the morning air.
He sat down and began to write...
 
(OOC: I'm jumping in... if you dont like it... lemme know)

IC: Ty was hiding just outside what seemed to be an army camp of some sort. This was a great place to steal supplies for her journey around this forsaken land. If she was quick, she could use the rain as a cover as she darted from shadow to shadow. As she entered the camp, she could smell soup and bread and her stomach began to rumble sharply. She ignored the feeling and slid behind the eagerly chomping men to a small stack of what appeared to be baggage. She ran a hand through her brown hair, pushing it from her eyes as she took a deep breath before opening a sack. She bit her lip, removing two small daggers and placing them into her satchel. She then began to move to a much larger sack, which she hoped contained food. That was when she realized the rain had stopped. In fact she was beginning to dry off...
 
No problem at all, SportyAl.
Your char hasn't been turned "active", though, so we might have to edit the posts later.
No big deal, really. I've read your char and it *seems* ok, except for a couple minor details. Would mind changing her name to something more "aygomenian-sounding"? Such as, Tylas Alexandrys?

When in doubt, just keep in mind you are playing in a "parallel-earth" gameworld, where roman empire never collapsed.
Morean Empire survived to Roman Empire by about 8 centuries: no Church ever was born, neither Germanic kingdoms.

I'll have to place the camp somewhere in the gaming world; since SportyAl jumped in, Tylas and Valerios ought to be placed in the same location... 😉

Choices boil down to:
Northern Tharagya - where most of the active players are presently located.
Southern Tharagya, about a week far from Bisanthium, so you'll be on your own for a while.
Rythia, across the Tharagyan Channel, east shore of the Barak Sea.
They comprise the Galthari Kingdom.

Of course I'm open to suggestions, but the farther you begin, the longer you have to wait, while I sketch out the locations. 😀

I'll be adding adventure seeds soon.
 
Well they are heading for Bysantium so on the road to it. Where exactly I leave up to you. But they have been moving deeper into the Empire for a while now.
 
A Morean Castra in Tharagya.

Intruder!


A patrol of Legionaries passed by. The Decurion was drilling his men and walked next to them.
"Tommorow we set out again... time enough to get you barrels of lard into shape again" he yelled at them among other curses.

Maximos Valerios came from the other direction. He was flanked by what seemed to be a slave.
However Valerios was talking to him as if he was one of his men.
The man wore a white tunic and was taking notes.
Meanwhile the Magister Kentum looked around at the camp. Already the men were preparing for the continuation of their already long march.

Suddenly his face turned towards her and their eyes locked.
"By Arethys!" he cursed. Slowly he walked towards her sword drawn.
The slave's blue eyes fell on the intruder too.
"Stand still and identify yourself" he said. He moved focussed but a bit slower than one would expect with the muddy underground.
 
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I am letting SportyAl and Darth Vegeta sort it out for themselves for a bit.
I'll add NPC actions later.



-> Darth Vegeta

It is Bisanthium. 😉
And Mars is called Arethys.
The Morean triad is composed of Kwyris, Deyos and Arethys.

Of course other names exist. 😀
You are free to suggest others. 😉
 
OOC: k well feel free to correct whatever fantasy world orientated anachronistic crossovers I make 🙂
 
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K. No prob at all. 🙂
As game-world grows, we'll make up new place-names, characters and so on.
 
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OOC: now only to wait for Sportyal. Perhaps we could use OOC and IC as terms in the posts to distinguish what is said in and outside the game?
 
I have no char per se. 😀
But I forgot the italic in the prev post.
 
OOC: you have no char? Only npcs he? I know the feeling from my 2 rpgs. Though I had 2 PC's there... though in a way I guess they were NPCs too.
 
Well... I make the gaming world up. So I don't really need a char.
In a way, I can have all the chars I want. Plus, together with cassandra, I get to supervise your chars.
Under its own fashion, I could say my char is the gaming world itself. 🙂

Ah... don't worry about this convo being off-topic.
Threads get abandoned as time passes, so it is really of no importance whether a convo pertains to the thread or not.

What is important is making actions consistent.
If SportyAl can't reply to my posts, for some reason, I'll add an NPC action and let story go on.
 
I am ONE of the DMs. And I don't use that name, since non PnP Players are not used to it, and mistake it for some kind of sadomasochistic title.

I call myself a narrator. Cassandra chose to have a char. I ditched mine since I couldn't play it and oversee game.

Besides, I already have the tools to oversee the game. No need to impose on players with fancy titles or cruel demeanor.

They already have to put up with the dangers of Aygomen. That's satis superque. 😉
 
OOC: I've been rping half my life 😛 I'm kinda stuck with those terms 😛
 
Me? Mmm... nearing two thirds. No, I'm not that old... I started early enough. 😀
 
OOC: btw I like your group. Can't wait for an upgrade or 2 (;
Ever tried drawing some art that could be linked to your RPG.

Btw is there a Matriarchial orientated society in this rpg? Amazone race or something?

One final thing your group at times gives problems are all the links working?
 
I think the group is usually operative, but I know of moments of bandwidth shortage.
I suppose the group is popular then... 🙂

Since you mentioned it, I'll add a thread for players' art and pics.

About matriarchal societies: you've heard aygosian legends about such groups in Aygosian peninsula.
You also heard that some Althwyran clans worshipped mothergoddeses - but they have been wiped out by imperial true religion.
There are rumors about female-ruled kingdoms beyond the borders of the Empire. They must be fables, though, as any sensible citizen knows that no civilization is possible outside Morea. As the cartographers say "There Be Dragons".


I'll post an intro Action for you - and Tylas - soon.
I must first wait for her to accept the suggested revisions to her chars.
Then I'll open thread Day 04 - in the Castra.
 
OOC: perhaps we should discuss this in another thread (;
I had a plot idea for a more 'exotic' military campaign. In harsh conditions, perhaps a swamplike or tropic terrain.
 
Technically speaking this thread was close, since Day 03 is over.
I can move the whole conversation easily, when I need to, so you don't really have to worry.

If you'd feel more comfortable, when I populated the forum, I created a thread called Banter.
Also, many players keep posting on the older RPG thread.
You can choose either.

Finally, while it would beyond the original scope of the game, skirmish combat in swamp is possible.
It will require some changes, though. And of course a number of interested players. 🙂
 
Was thinking off a campaign agains an 'Amazon' tribe or a more 'Aztec' or 'Savage' like tribe. In hostile enemy terrain. Buti s just an idea. For now I'm stuck travelling to Byzantium or whatever it's name here is again 😛
 
OOC: do we have to move to a day 4 thread you'll make or can we finish our 'events' of the third day?
 
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