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janestarzThis all will be a very outgame description. I will save the ingame description for the story of Tis I’ve been working on for the last few months.
Friday
Sander and I took exactly the right trains and ended up in rush hour. Many many people going by train with large bags. Once we were in Breda, we ran into Deborah who knew what bus to take and then Jurn came over to pick us up at the bus stop.
It felt good being back at the Singel. The trees, the sandy earth, the feeling, smell and vibe of the place.
I had hoped to find a bed in the Sacrilor, but as it turned out, there was no Sacriel. All players slept in two large sleeping halls with bunk beds. I found a bed soon enough, and settled in on a matrass on the floor next to Björn. Once settled in, I changed into my costume: a white dress, yellow waistband, a belt with sword and pouch, hair all tied up etc.
Then I sat down to play some guitar. We had arrived early, the NPC’s were just being briefed, not all players had arrived and the check-in hadn’t started.
So, as I sat playing there on my matrass on the floor, just playing some riffs, guess who walks in?
Andy, that’s who! He wasn’t supposed to be there, he wasn’t coming and there he was! Nobody knew he would be there, not even Jurgen (who thinks he knows all about the plot and actually has a lot of information). Migs knew, Asca knew (because he drove with Andy) and Paul and Björn had seen him arrive, but didn’t tell me. Sneaky bastards. *Big grin*
After check-in, the play started. No matter where we were in the forum, we were zapped to a place with monsters, spiders, weird creatures and a dreammistress (was that Meva?). There were people being tortured but they were tredanya so I let them rot where they were. After a while, we were locked into a room and then zapped to a place somewhere outside of Cappamore. We saw lights and headed for them. The woman had asked us something. When we arrived to the lights (after encountering some Dayari and monsters), which turned out to be the DEST (Dreghori Eternal Battle Tower), we were welcomed and received dinner. Soon, after fighting more undead, the Megaat (head of the Army) drafted us all for the Dreghori. The priests were stripped of their titles, everyone had to become a Dreghori, for there were many ships of the enemy and an invasion was feared.
There was a lot of commotion about this, because certainly the Cashels didn’t agree, as well as most of the rest of the people there. Outside there was a quick gathering of the Quintorium (council of the faiths). The tempelions (including my character) stood guard while the cashels discussed our options. The people of war were very uncooperative and very soon the Quintorium divided into three and discussed in separate groups. When the people of Lun had made their decision we returned to the DEST. Soon a message came that the cashel of Iff (writing) and his tempelion were murdered by meesters.
As soon as we were outgame I collapsed in a chair, and had some drinks. Andy, Asca, some others and I chattered and many stories were swapped, including the tale of how the people of Dor (Andy, Geert, Gert, Asca, and Harma) had attacked Illiano of Iff and his Tempelion. Much laughter…but I was pretty tired around five o’clock so I went to bed.
To find Björn snoring very loud right next to me. At six I heard voices in the corridor and I went to see who they were. Asca, Andy and I went to the main hall again to avoid the snoring people, there we lay on the sofa (and Asca on the table!) to sleep. When Suus and Rembrandt came in (I think around seven or eight) to fix breakfast I returned to my bed for another short round of sleep.
Saturday
As soon as we had breakfast (and more importantly: coffee!) the Dreghori began their training. Since my character already was of the Fighter class, she was appointed the title of Karaat (similar to sergeant) and a squad to command. After a mass of Mil and a mass of Lun for blessings, the squad of Alumoqua (four over-eager ex-Dreghori) and I marched on patrol into the forest. We ran into some flower people that had weapons. After we butchered four of them, we returned to the camp for healing. Then we were ordered to stand guard. Then we went on patrol again.
Our scouts found a fortress of the meesters. It was built with branches on top of a small hill (for Dutch understandings it’s small, for people who live in countries who actually HAVE hills, it was VERY small: about 10 metres or less, higher then the rest of the land). There was a ballista (1 hit=kill) and I stayed near to Athar, whom my character still regarded Cashel of Lun. A Kruaat was killed by a ballista as well as a Tempelion of War, but I wasn’t hit, and the meesters soon were dead. I helped one of my squad back to the DEST, he was severely wounded and there was no healer with us. Once back at the DEST, sitting down again, a necromancer zapped into the commonroom. And soon after that, Tis transformed into a werewolf.
On the forum, we were attacked by luplings, Tis was bitten in her neck by one. When Tis was recovering she had a vision where she was in a tunnel. She was attacked by a Lupling again, and she died and was reborn again.
I had about two seconds to read the instructions before I got a mask pulled over my face. Miguel quickly whispered “get away from here” in my ear before Time In was shouted.
Everybody screamed! Soon, people were bashing on my back and torso to get me to stand still. After five hits (and advancing about five metres to the door, the werewolf died. But, I regenerated (thank goodness) and *twitch twitch* went my claws. Soon, I was bursting up up up again, much energy unleashed explosively. I’m not really sure where I woke up but after a short Time Freeze, the mask was pulled away and I was Tis again.
After dinner, I was a werewolf for a second time. I tried to get away but the others were quicker (yeah sure, let’s all run after the girl in the white dress!). They pressed me belly down on the earth (oh yeah) and tried to bind my arms behind my back. When I was Tis again, they were very surprised.
Somewhere during all this, the Dreammaster cast a spell on one of the Treds. All women instantly fell in love with him. So loads of yelling women all jumping down on Matthijs. That was fun! “I got his leg! I got his leg!” “Get away from him, he’s MINE!” until we realised what we were doing and everyone ran away disgusted. *wide grin*
About the plot: during this day we found out we had to bring the Dreammaster a few gifts: The prettiest of pretty, the softest of soft, the sweetest of sweets, true love and the rarest of rarities. A few times, the Dreammaster came and the cashels of Lun asked permission to find these items and be released of Dreghori duty. Tis also was semi-fired, and helped them on their quest. A witch told them the softest of soft was the hair of the belly of a werewolf. (do we have a werewolf? Well, what do you know, we DO! Tis, can you please change for us again…please? (no!) hahaha). We interrogated someone (with torture) and Salyana killed a man for his true love (that was whispered in her ear).
Outgame time I drank some baileys and had a lot of fun with a group of players. To be honest I didn’t speak to the NPC’s very often except for the two who got hurt. are you okay??? Some people don’t know what ‘hit softly’ means.
There was smooching, ofcourse. Damn, Andy can bite! It’s a miracle there weren’t any marks (which could IC be explained ofcourse) mmm. *naughty grin*
Sunday
I slept okay, woke up all giddy and cheerful ofcourse. After breakfast I was werewolf for the last time. They shaved my belly after taming me with a silver rope. The dreammaster came to play some chess and fight and then we heard the Quintor of Lun was dying! Salyana, Athar and three other cashels, as well as Artis (another Tempelion), Liam (a Dreghori still loyal to Salyana) and Tis went searching for the Moonstone. Whichever cashel brought that to the Quintor would be quintor.
One of the other cashel found it near the sacred tree of Mil (where we all were), but gave it to Salyana, after which she sped back to the Quintor. Salyana became the new Quintor (after a mistake; we had to play the scene twice) and the Quintor of Dor guided our dead Quintor bla bla. The dreammaster received his gifts and we gained +5 hitpoints but lost some of our souls yay.
The Final Battle was a raid on another Meesters fortress, a lot of meesters all huddled up on a hill, our regiment (everyone forcefully back to the Dreghori) with a front, and two flanks. I was with the people of Lun, led by the cashel of Dor (Andy) in the left flank. Blue Gorilla attacked, then a lot of meesters fighting. I ran from here to there, striking a few blows, then getting hit twice or so, in search of Salyana and Athar. We won, yay!
Outgame, it was late. Björn rollercoastered me and danced rock and roll with me (which was scary and fun!) bigg hugs from everyone. Check-out, order video, hug many many friends. Andy gave Sander and me a ride back to Breda and when we finally found the station we said goodbye. Asca promised to teach me how to be receive hits gracefully (he had been beaten up a lot by the Tempelion of Dor) and realistically. Andy and I said goodbye and Asca and he drove back to far away Belgium, while Sander and I raided the Burger King.
Home at 22.15, shower, massage feet and legs and sleeeeeep. I’ve been out like a light.
It was a very successful and fun weekend. My first time as a player and I found it more tiring than being NPC (where you can chill, I was as tempelion always on Duty). Jurgen had made me my dagger, I suspected he had forgotten about it! I think I’ll call it Pain. Now I have Stitches, Tear and Pain. Sounds cool, right?
The coming week will be way harsh. This weekend I felt healthier than ever, outside in the clean air, I wasn’t tired easily (besides those hour patrols through the woods), but now that I am home again I am just collapsing. My left foot feels queer when I walk, I have blisters on my heels, and my lips have never been this dry.
It was a good fight, all worth all the pain! (but I’m a sucker for pain).
I think I had to be in school already but since they didn’t call me… ah well.
Friday
Sander and I took exactly the right trains and ended up in rush hour. Many many people going by train with large bags. Once we were in Breda, we ran into Deborah who knew what bus to take and then Jurn came over to pick us up at the bus stop.
It felt good being back at the Singel. The trees, the sandy earth, the feeling, smell and vibe of the place.
I had hoped to find a bed in the Sacrilor, but as it turned out, there was no Sacriel. All players slept in two large sleeping halls with bunk beds. I found a bed soon enough, and settled in on a matrass on the floor next to Björn. Once settled in, I changed into my costume: a white dress, yellow waistband, a belt with sword and pouch, hair all tied up etc.
Then I sat down to play some guitar. We had arrived early, the NPC’s were just being briefed, not all players had arrived and the check-in hadn’t started.
So, as I sat playing there on my matrass on the floor, just playing some riffs, guess who walks in?
Andy, that’s who! He wasn’t supposed to be there, he wasn’t coming and there he was! Nobody knew he would be there, not even Jurgen (who thinks he knows all about the plot and actually has a lot of information). Migs knew, Asca knew (because he drove with Andy) and Paul and Björn had seen him arrive, but didn’t tell me. Sneaky bastards. *Big grin*
After check-in, the play started. No matter where we were in the forum, we were zapped to a place with monsters, spiders, weird creatures and a dreammistress (was that Meva?). There were people being tortured but they were tredanya so I let them rot where they were. After a while, we were locked into a room and then zapped to a place somewhere outside of Cappamore. We saw lights and headed for them. The woman had asked us something. When we arrived to the lights (after encountering some Dayari and monsters), which turned out to be the DEST (Dreghori Eternal Battle Tower), we were welcomed and received dinner. Soon, after fighting more undead, the Megaat (head of the Army) drafted us all for the Dreghori. The priests were stripped of their titles, everyone had to become a Dreghori, for there were many ships of the enemy and an invasion was feared.
There was a lot of commotion about this, because certainly the Cashels didn’t agree, as well as most of the rest of the people there. Outside there was a quick gathering of the Quintorium (council of the faiths). The tempelions (including my character) stood guard while the cashels discussed our options. The people of war were very uncooperative and very soon the Quintorium divided into three and discussed in separate groups. When the people of Lun had made their decision we returned to the DEST. Soon a message came that the cashel of Iff (writing) and his tempelion were murdered by meesters.
As soon as we were outgame I collapsed in a chair, and had some drinks. Andy, Asca, some others and I chattered and many stories were swapped, including the tale of how the people of Dor (Andy, Geert, Gert, Asca, and Harma) had attacked Illiano of Iff and his Tempelion. Much laughter…but I was pretty tired around five o’clock so I went to bed.
To find Björn snoring very loud right next to me. At six I heard voices in the corridor and I went to see who they were. Asca, Andy and I went to the main hall again to avoid the snoring people, there we lay on the sofa (and Asca on the table!) to sleep. When Suus and Rembrandt came in (I think around seven or eight) to fix breakfast I returned to my bed for another short round of sleep.
Saturday
As soon as we had breakfast (and more importantly: coffee!) the Dreghori began their training. Since my character already was of the Fighter class, she was appointed the title of Karaat (similar to sergeant) and a squad to command. After a mass of Mil and a mass of Lun for blessings, the squad of Alumoqua (four over-eager ex-Dreghori) and I marched on patrol into the forest. We ran into some flower people that had weapons. After we butchered four of them, we returned to the camp for healing. Then we were ordered to stand guard. Then we went on patrol again.
Our scouts found a fortress of the meesters. It was built with branches on top of a small hill (for Dutch understandings it’s small, for people who live in countries who actually HAVE hills, it was VERY small: about 10 metres or less, higher then the rest of the land). There was a ballista (1 hit=kill) and I stayed near to Athar, whom my character still regarded Cashel of Lun. A Kruaat was killed by a ballista as well as a Tempelion of War, but I wasn’t hit, and the meesters soon were dead. I helped one of my squad back to the DEST, he was severely wounded and there was no healer with us. Once back at the DEST, sitting down again, a necromancer zapped into the commonroom. And soon after that, Tis transformed into a werewolf.
On the forum, we were attacked by luplings, Tis was bitten in her neck by one. When Tis was recovering she had a vision where she was in a tunnel. She was attacked by a Lupling again, and she died and was reborn again.
I had about two seconds to read the instructions before I got a mask pulled over my face. Miguel quickly whispered “get away from here” in my ear before Time In was shouted.
Everybody screamed! Soon, people were bashing on my back and torso to get me to stand still. After five hits (and advancing about five metres to the door, the werewolf died. But, I regenerated (thank goodness) and *twitch twitch* went my claws. Soon, I was bursting up up up again, much energy unleashed explosively. I’m not really sure where I woke up but after a short Time Freeze, the mask was pulled away and I was Tis again.
After dinner, I was a werewolf for a second time. I tried to get away but the others were quicker (yeah sure, let’s all run after the girl in the white dress!). They pressed me belly down on the earth (oh yeah) and tried to bind my arms behind my back. When I was Tis again, they were very surprised.
Somewhere during all this, the Dreammaster cast a spell on one of the Treds. All women instantly fell in love with him. So loads of yelling women all jumping down on Matthijs. That was fun! “I got his leg! I got his leg!” “Get away from him, he’s MINE!” until we realised what we were doing and everyone ran away disgusted. *wide grin*
About the plot: during this day we found out we had to bring the Dreammaster a few gifts: The prettiest of pretty, the softest of soft, the sweetest of sweets, true love and the rarest of rarities. A few times, the Dreammaster came and the cashels of Lun asked permission to find these items and be released of Dreghori duty. Tis also was semi-fired, and helped them on their quest. A witch told them the softest of soft was the hair of the belly of a werewolf. (do we have a werewolf? Well, what do you know, we DO! Tis, can you please change for us again…please? (no!) hahaha). We interrogated someone (with torture) and Salyana killed a man for his true love (that was whispered in her ear).
Outgame time I drank some baileys and had a lot of fun with a group of players. To be honest I didn’t speak to the NPC’s very often except for the two who got hurt. are you okay??? Some people don’t know what ‘hit softly’ means.
There was smooching, ofcourse. Damn, Andy can bite! It’s a miracle there weren’t any marks (which could IC be explained ofcourse) mmm. *naughty grin*
Sunday
I slept okay, woke up all giddy and cheerful ofcourse. After breakfast I was werewolf for the last time. They shaved my belly after taming me with a silver rope. The dreammaster came to play some chess and fight and then we heard the Quintor of Lun was dying! Salyana, Athar and three other cashels, as well as Artis (another Tempelion), Liam (a Dreghori still loyal to Salyana) and Tis went searching for the Moonstone. Whichever cashel brought that to the Quintor would be quintor.
One of the other cashel found it near the sacred tree of Mil (where we all were), but gave it to Salyana, after which she sped back to the Quintor. Salyana became the new Quintor (after a mistake; we had to play the scene twice) and the Quintor of Dor guided our dead Quintor bla bla. The dreammaster received his gifts and we gained +5 hitpoints but lost some of our souls yay.
The Final Battle was a raid on another Meesters fortress, a lot of meesters all huddled up on a hill, our regiment (everyone forcefully back to the Dreghori) with a front, and two flanks. I was with the people of Lun, led by the cashel of Dor (Andy) in the left flank. Blue Gorilla attacked, then a lot of meesters fighting. I ran from here to there, striking a few blows, then getting hit twice or so, in search of Salyana and Athar. We won, yay!
Outgame, it was late. Björn rollercoastered me and danced rock and roll with me (which was scary and fun!) bigg hugs from everyone. Check-out, order video, hug many many friends. Andy gave Sander and me a ride back to Breda and when we finally found the station we said goodbye. Asca promised to teach me how to be receive hits gracefully (he had been beaten up a lot by the Tempelion of Dor) and realistically. Andy and I said goodbye and Asca and he drove back to far away Belgium, while Sander and I raided the Burger King.
Home at 22.15, shower, massage feet and legs and sleeeeeep. I’ve been out like a light.
It was a very successful and fun weekend. My first time as a player and I found it more tiring than being NPC (where you can chill, I was as tempelion always on Duty). Jurgen had made me my dagger, I suspected he had forgotten about it! I think I’ll call it Pain. Now I have Stitches, Tear and Pain. Sounds cool, right?
The coming week will be way harsh. This weekend I felt healthier than ever, outside in the clean air, I wasn’t tired easily (besides those hour patrols through the woods), but now that I am home again I am just collapsing. My left foot feels queer when I walk, I have blisters on my heels, and my lips have never been this dry.
It was a good fight, all worth all the pain! (but I’m a sucker for pain).
I think I had to be in school already but since they didn’t call me… ah well.
