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Since Truestrike is not one to describe events, my report of Legendfalls will be written as a memory of important events. Italics can be seen as current time, regular as the memory as it is being recalled.
( Somewhere in a forest near Woldestee... )
LF was fun, but had a lot of small moments. The synergy between the Wildlings was marvelous, like we've been playing togheter for years. One thing we didn't do was decide ranking between us, which is a shame (because it touches upon Wildling pride and currently we're just lowering ourselves to the level of humani in order to be understood. It won't hurt to be proud for a change).
My bag was stolen in the game on Fridaynight, which royally pissed me off. I had set it down in the inn when fighting Sol, but it was gone when I returned. It held my knife and some fruit, so there were no valuables in it whatsoever, but just not having that bag was very annoying. I can stuff stuff in it. When I go out in the forest, I gather trash in it, I keep my knife and water in it and not having it just hampered me in several ways. It's just a part of the costume that makes it so much more practical (and a thousand times more when I don't forget a bottle of water). Galling, really, really, galling.
Adriel and Tamarr were so busy with their own things, and the things they did say when I was around, really drove a bigger wedge between us. I can understand the IC feelings, but I really did not enjoy being completely ignored by NoKey until it was time to go home. Our IC schedules just kept us apart from the moment we got out of bed until we went back into it at night. NoKey sleeps longer than I do so we don't see eachother at breakfast either.
Another thing that bugged me besides not being allowed to enter the forest on Saturday night (apparantly I was not allowed in by the local spirits, and got a few loud warnings which just made me really sad) was the great number of leechers that just kept poking my nerves in a bad way. I know when I wear those long fangs I have more trouble saying a proper S. What I can't deal with is the constant, incessant nagging remarks from one guy in particular until four o'clock on Sunday. I told him in no uncertain tones to fuck off, but the damage was done by then.
Kudos to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lanzaned and diverteddreamer for hugs after Time-Out to pick me up again. It's just no fun to realise you have to go home after an event and that damned move has still not happened yet and you're going to have to return to your pathetic life that really has no hope of a quick solution any time soon.
I'm going to have to think hard about next time. I had fun, but there were a lot of dead moments. After my big moment killing Sol on Fridaynight, the next bit of plot I could pick up was the announced visit on Sunday, leaving me the whole Saturday to socialise and make kaf from ground roasted acorn (delicious roasted acorns!). There's just not much use for a hunter in a society where humani provide all the food and there is no need for my services...
( Somewhere in a forest near Woldestee... )
LF was fun, but had a lot of small moments. The synergy between the Wildlings was marvelous, like we've been playing togheter for years. One thing we didn't do was decide ranking between us, which is a shame (because it touches upon Wildling pride and currently we're just lowering ourselves to the level of humani in order to be understood. It won't hurt to be proud for a change).
My bag was stolen in the game on Fridaynight, which royally pissed me off. I had set it down in the inn when fighting Sol, but it was gone when I returned. It held my knife and some fruit, so there were no valuables in it whatsoever, but just not having that bag was very annoying. I can stuff stuff in it. When I go out in the forest, I gather trash in it, I keep my knife and water in it and not having it just hampered me in several ways. It's just a part of the costume that makes it so much more practical (and a thousand times more when I don't forget a bottle of water). Galling, really, really, galling.
Adriel and Tamarr were so busy with their own things, and the things they did say when I was around, really drove a bigger wedge between us. I can understand the IC feelings, but I really did not enjoy being completely ignored by NoKey until it was time to go home. Our IC schedules just kept us apart from the moment we got out of bed until we went back into it at night. NoKey sleeps longer than I do so we don't see eachother at breakfast either.
Another thing that bugged me besides not being allowed to enter the forest on Saturday night (apparantly I was not allowed in by the local spirits, and got a few loud warnings which just made me really sad) was the great number of leechers that just kept poking my nerves in a bad way. I know when I wear those long fangs I have more trouble saying a proper S. What I can't deal with is the constant, incessant nagging remarks from one guy in particular until four o'clock on Sunday. I told him in no uncertain tones to fuck off, but the damage was done by then.
Kudos to
lanzaned and diverteddreamer for hugs after Time-Out to pick me up again. It's just no fun to realise you have to go home after an event and that damned move has still not happened yet and you're going to have to return to your pathetic life that really has no hope of a quick solution any time soon.I'm going to have to think hard about next time. I had fun, but there were a lot of dead moments. After my big moment killing Sol on Fridaynight, the next bit of plot I could pick up was the announced visit on Sunday, leaving me the whole Saturday to socialise and make kaf from ground roasted acorn (delicious roasted acorns!). There's just not much use for a hunter in a society where humani provide all the food and there is no need for my services...
