A look back on Lands In Exile

[janestarz]

I've slept ...weird...doing rituals all night. Xantara is not yet ready to go to sleep yet and she and I both feel the urge to go back to Lands In Exile before next year. We want sooner!

Looking back on Lands, there was only one great dippermoment: when Treesong was unconscious and we had to wait three hours until it was solved, with a spell that should not have worked. The rules clearly said that a counter spell can only work if you start chanting it when the other wizard or magician has not yet completed his spell, and it won't work on inanimate objects. Counting Treesong as being under a side effect of wiping out those runes on the floor, there is no magician present, and if there is a spell working on him, it would have been finished long before. The dungeon masters clearly weren't sure what would really work, one said one thing, and the other clearly disagreed.
In any case, the thing was solved eventually, and Treesong woke up, which is most important.

We had much fun doing our rituals, playing "Nag the Goblin", and interacting with the other players.



Nag the Goblin: as elves who live so harmoniously in and with the forest, greenskins are thorns in our eyes (and I don't mean Thorn elves by that, just regular ones hurt enough thank you very much). Hence, if we encounter a greenskin like a goblin or an orc, it has to die.
However, somehow the people of the village were dumb enough to take these creatures in and even dare protect them! But whenever a goblin is in a tree, we do our best to get them out of there.
Sadly, when that didn't work, we had to resort to fireimps. Fire imps are well...they have a certain attitude. If you tell them to burn a book, they will refuse after some reasoning. But if you say "No! No! Whatever you do, don't burn the inn! NOOo! Please! And leave the temple alone too!" there's a big chance the village will go up in flames.
So, we made a little bet with the fire imp. I'll bet you that goblins don't burn.

Besides that, we encountered a Bask who insisted that the gods did not exist when talking to Shanosh who happened to be a Dungeon master too. "Yes, well, uh, those Gods, they don't even exist."
*thunder rumbles but there's not a cloud in sight*
Shanosh: "So, you say that against all of the evidence presented before you the Gods don't exist?"
Bask: "Uh, yeah, that's what I said, i'n't it? Those Gods, that's just talk of Father Darren just to get some more money for his temple."
*another thunder rumbles*
Shanosh: "What's that we hear then?" *people step back a little*
Bask: "That's just a little thunderstorm. Nothing to worry about."
Shanosh: "There are no clouds. Isn't that strange?"
Bask: "What? What? You're trying to tell me that that little thunderstorm is a sign from the Gods? That's nonsense. The Gods don't exist."
*lightening falls from the sky, striking the Bask square in his torso, leaving burn marks "YES WE DO"*

And last but not least, a tribute to the great roleplay group. No we don't have the best interests of the village at heart. No we're not that cute. But we might just be that evil. Or not. All for the forest and the forest for us!



EDIT: Speaking of evil, we had a massive fight at fridaynight/saturday morning when some jealous boyfriend smashed a door of one of the dorm rooms. Adrenaline rush and all! I could barely sleep.

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