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Atrissa (Anonymous)Mon 14-Feb-22 11:48 AM
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#3669, "Atrissa vs Skreenak, part I (featuring a bard mob, Celathi, and Alyce)"


          






*** So, after Atrissa yelled at Chrournskel for missing her first Herald performance and always making cheese,
*** She commenced complaining to all her friends who didn't show up and then bragging to
*** them about the two gods who did - including about the flattering threats she got from
*** Skreenak the Goblin King. Then one morning I see this on twitter gechoes:

In Voralian City, a terrible commotion, clashing of swords, and screams of terror echo
outside the bards' guild. As the noise dies down, a fearsome goblin stands with his spider
before a cowed and beaten folk band.


Voralian onlookers shiver as he begins to rope them up, boasting, "Listen up ya ####es,
yer gunner be singin' yer heart out in service of the goblin court, an' yer gunna likes it."


With little warning, a brightness appears behind the goblin, and he casts a wide shadow
over his victims. Skreenak turns to face his new foe, a small, glowing girl. While his
attention is divided, the folk band scatters.


Before she has a chance to confront him, Skreenak attacks, savagely stabbing with his
spear at the child and biting, trying to tear her to pieces.


She falls, and the goblin grins, holding his spear high for the final blow. Skreenak
chortles to himself as he pants. "Got yer number dis time, golden host."


Azorinne stares up at him with wide eyes and whispers one word, "Kitty."

Skreenak plunges his spear straight for her heart, but before he connects, a swift blur of
golden fur and wings swoops down and carries the child away to safety.


In a rage, Skreenak chucks his spear directly into the heart of a nearby onlooker, howling
in frustration. "Damn gob####e! She gottaway!"


*** So, it's pretty cool seeing your character be tied to a global game echo.
*** But, this was a big deal for my quasi-evil Atrissa, who'd been steadily becoming
*** quasi-good. She wouldn't rank in Voralia - not gonna murder the citizens who you want
*** to entertain now, right? But after this, now she was forced to pretty concretely
*** decide if this kind of thing was darkly flattering, or, appropriately unsettling.
*** When I logged in, I had her go to the scene of the crime with Gwendelya, throw
*** away the song she wrote for Skreenak (many years later she'd give it to him for
*** Yuletide!), pray to Azorrine, then march to Rarywey's shrine with my paladin
*** good-influence friend.

*** Now, it didn't help that in my excitement I initially read the "screams of terror"
*** in the global echoes as, like, a buncha people getting killed, so, Atrissa was also
*** all "omg there was a massacre at the Knight's Crest it's all my fault" to everyone,
*** really playing up the drama. This came back at her in an amusing way when one of
*** the bards from the incident showed up at the Eternal Star!


*** We start with me hanging out with my crush, the elven Tribunal thief Celathi
You say 'You, sir'

Celathi waggles his head in despair.

You say 'You, left me most rudely last time we saw each other!'

Atrissa pushes a lock of hair behind her ear.

Celathi says 'Part of my charm. If I leave while you still want to talk to me, it keeps you coming back for more.'

You give Celathi a crooked smile.
You say 'Well, it works.'

Celathi says 'Alyce is awake now'
Celathi chuckles politely.
Celathi nods.

You say 'How do you two get along?'
You say 'She is quite fair for a human, no?'

You drink spiced rum from a double shot of rum.
You feel tipsy.
It is now empty.

You open the chest of inebriation.
The chest of inebriation rattles slightly as you open it.

Celathi says 'I keep distance between us.'

You get a mug of spiced wine from the chest of inebriation.

Celathi says 'Scion and all.'

You say 'Ooh'
You drink burgundy from a mug of spiced wine.
You feel tipsy.

You close the chest of inebriation.
You say 'Ah'
You say 'She tried to convert me of course'
You say 'Had me feeling ever so shameful of some of my darker content'

Celathi says 'But, neither of us has given the other cause to hunt each other.'

You feel less confident.

You sing 'For the source of my prosperity
Is something beyond measure;
Around me always are my friends,
And they're my greatest treasure.'

You feel confident and charismatic.

Celathi says 'Darker content. It sounds scandalous.'

You say 'Alas, I thought it funny, awakening... I don't know'
You say 'What is dark fiction for some-'
You say 'Is quite literal murder and hate for others'
You shudder at the thought.

Celathi says 'That indeed sounds dark.'
Celathi gallantly tips his hat to someone.

Alyce steps out of the shadows.
Alyce says 'Hello'
*** And now my favorite evil friend! The human Scion thief Alyce. too bad I don't have
*** her description for you, she's very pretty.

You say 'Ah, speaking of'
You smile at her.

Alyce says 'Speaking of...me?'
Alyce blinks a few times.

You say 'Why, yes'

Celathi says 'Careful, Alyce. The village might actually attack you before me.'

You say 'I tell everyone about your hair, I just think its gorgeous'

Atrissa pushes a lock of hair behind her ear.
Alyce blushes.

You say 'But I do have dark tidings'

Alyce says to Celathi 'Maybe, maybe not'

You say 'Dark dark dark'

A wry little smile crosses Celathi's face.
Celathi nods.

You sigh at yourself.

Alyce raises an eyebrow at you.

You say 'Neither of you attended my performance at the Knight's Crest, but'
You say 'Two notable deities did'
You say 'Rarywey, and Skreenak'
You say 'I was most flattered when he threatened to imprison me, and make me sing for always'
You say 'I told him when I would next be performing, and even wrote a song for him, but'
You say 'Well Alyce, sometimes us writers'
You say 'Don't realize fiction is inspired by reality'

Celathi says 'Captive audience, indentured entertainer.'

You say 'He came for me at the Knight's Crest'

A bard sighs heavily and falls into a nearby plush chair.
*** Woah, right on queue!! Here comes my first mob immteraction!

Alyce says 'I don't know much about the goblin lord'

You say 'Hurt a lot of people, tried to kidnap the band that was there'

Alyce peers intently at a bard.

You smile at him.

Alyce looks at a bard.

Celathi gallantly tips his hat to a bard.

Alyce says to a bard 'Tired, or glum?'

A bard says to Alyce 'It's been the worst day.'

l bard
Before you stands this melancholy bard with dark, bushy hair that falls
into his eyes. Agile hands adeptly play careful fingerwork on his oaken
shawm. The tunes that emerge are bittersweet, possessing a somber beauty
that sings a theme of his home's tumultuous past. Dark tones relay a story
of strife and renewal alike. The bard sways gracefully as he plays his
sweet and passionate music.
A bard is in perfect health.

Celathi says 'A bit beat up, if he was part of Atryssa's performance, by the sound of it.'

Alyce says to a bard 'How so?'

You glare icily at Celathi.

You drink burgundy from a mug of spiced wine.
You feel tipsy.

A bard says to Alyce 'Almost got enslaved this morning!'

You say 'Oh'
You shake your head in dismay.
You say 'Oh....'

Celathi says to you 'That's what you told us!'

You nod at Celathi.

A bard says 'Which in itself wasn't so bad...'

Celathi mutters something quietly to himself.

Alyce says to a bard 'Well better that it was almost instead of did'

A bard says 'But now there's a rumor going around that me and the whole band were slaughtered!'

You say to a bard 'Ohhhh...'
*** oops

A bard says 'I'm sure you can imagine how bad that is for our reputation.'

Celathi says 'Obviously you were only mostly dead.'

A bard says 'Canceled show after canceled show...'
A bard says 'I need about twelve beers.'

Atrissa shuffles nervously.

Celathi says 'And after, a latrine.'

Alyce says to a bard 'Well is anyone of the band dead?'

A bard says to Celathi 'You get it.'

Celathi says 'I do.'

A bard says 'We might starve to death if we can't get our shows back.'

You say to a bard 'It was my doing... I'd misheard, and I was so paralyzed with fear because'
You say 'He had told me he wanted to imprison me'

A bard snorts at you.

You say 'But'

Celathi says 'A small thing, but here are a few gold to keep you in fiddle.'

You say 'I have an idea'

Celathi gives a bard some gold.

A bard says to you 'Who starts a rumor like that?'

A bard boggles at you.
A bard thanks Celathi heartily.

You say 'Oh, you must understand, I was so terrified, horrified'

Alyce says to a bard 'I'm sure that is a bit extreme, but you might consider visiting these places and proving you aren't dead yet'

You say 'And there was blood all over the room, to be fair'

A bard says to Alyce 'That's the tedious, previously unnecessary plan.'
A bard glares icily at you, you feel cold to your bones.

You say 'I am sorry what has happened.. '
Brrrrrrrrr. You shiver uncomfortably.
You say 'I truly mourned for you'

A bard says to Alyce 'Shh! You're disrupting my performance!'

Celathi chuckles politely.

You say 'Perhaps'
You say 'I can try to arrange'
You say 'A performance alongside my upcoming one?'

Celathi says 'An opener?'
Celathi says 'Intermissions, maybe.'

You say 'It will be in Hamsah, and is supposed to be about faith and prayer and what have you'
You say 'But I am ever so sure you would be welcome,'

A bard says to you 'I dunno, we got a few members owe a lotta tax to the palace.'
*** it was advertised as "free to all residents in good tax standing"

You say 'Well, I could see that you were, and show everyone you are not slaugthered.'
You say 'Oh dear'

Celathi says 'You know, there is a fellow around here with sharp eyes that hooked me up with a comedic mask.'

Alyce says 'Hmmm..in Hamsah...the rogue guild will be in full force there I bet, and with no bandit king, no one to quell their greed.'

A bard says 'How's about just give me a few beers and we call it even.'

You say 'Oh dear'
You hold up one finger.

A bard says 'And maybe you stop telling everyone we're dead.'

<civilized 100%h 98%m 100%v 13069tnl sober Romantic 6 PM> mix beer
You successfully mix the intended drink!
You give a stein of Akan beer to a bard.

You say 'That's one'
You say 'Where does he keep the others...'

Celathi says 'Then have the big reveal, escape the city, and use that to promote you and yours.'

Atrissa rifles through some drawers and chests.

You successfully mix the intended drink!
You successfully mix the intended drink!

<civilized 100%h 98%m 100%v 13069tnl sober Romantic 6 PM> sigh bard
You sigh as you think of him.
You drink beer from a stein of Akan beer.
You feel tipsy.

You say 'Oh, it's still good, actually'

You drink beer from a stein of Akan beer.
You feel tipsy.
You say to a bard 'At least, tell me your name-'

Celathi leans against the arm of a chair, his chin in his palm.

You say to a bard 'I can put in a word for you, or sing a tale'

Alyce says to a bard 'But who are you exactly? What's your band's name?'

A bard says to Alyce 'Shh! You're disrupting my performance!'

You say to a bard 'You did after all, survive Skreenak'
You say 'Least I can do is you survive misinformation'

Leaning towards Alyce, Celathi whispers something to her.

You say 'is ensure you survive it, I mean.'
You say to a bard 'Truly, I am ever so happy you survived. I was feeling so guilty.'

You drink beer from a stein of Akan beer.
You feel tipsy.

Celathi says 'It would be great publicity. "Rumors of my demise were somewhat exaggerated."'

You nod at Celathi.

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 13069tnl tipsy Romantic 12 AM> l
The Tale-Telling Fire
A huge gray stone fireplace lies in the west wall. Small statues sit atop a
thick oaken mantle; their shadows dance against the wall in the fire's
light. The fire seems to move with a beat of its own, slow and rhythmic,
moving back and forth. Despite its large size the fire barely whispers a
crackle and its heat only surrounds you in a warm glow. Plush couches and
chairs surround the fire and a large rug covers the floor. As if respecting
the tales to be told, the noise from the rest of the inn also seems to quiet
and dim to a dull mutter. A painting hangs above the mantle, swirling
with colors. People sing and dance to the east in a cleared area. To the
north more soft chairs and tables sit about while to the south lie long
tables stacked with food.


Some makeshift leggings from a white worm rest here.
A bard is here, fingering bittersweet tunes on his shawm.
Alyce the human is here.
A wild-looking giant impatiently adjusts his furs.
Celathi the elf is here.
A stout dwarf bouncer hefts his cudgel and looks for trouble.
Resting in a deep chair by the fire an ancient dwarf opens his eyes and motions for you to sit and
listen to a tale.

Alyce whispers to you 'Just becareful of any deals you make, you don't want to be upstaged by this group'
*** Ever trying to ply my prideful heart, you naughty Morian

Atrissa widens her eyes.

You drink beer from a stein of Akan beer.
You feel tipsy.

You successfully mix the intended drink!
You give a stein of Akan beer to Alyce.

You successfully mix the intended drink!
You give a stein of Akan beer to Celathi.

You say 'To the troubadours who survived the Goblin King!'

Celathi says 'Oho!'

You drink beer from a stein of Akan beer.
You feel tipsy.

A bard says 'Sorry I lost track of things for a moment there. Must've been the trauma.'

You nod at a bard.

Leaning towards a bard, Celathi whispers something to him.

A bard says to Celathi 'Shh! You're disrupting my performance!'
A bard says 'I best get back to work. Not being dead or enslaved.'

You might as well apologize because he sure as hell won't.

Alyce whispers 'Atrissa If Hamsah only gossips about these troubadours instead of the wonderful Atrissa...'
*** (this event was way before I came up with the idea that Atrissa's mom prayed to Morius
*** for her, btw. Who knows, if not for Gwendelya/Rary, Atrissa mighta gone Morian)

You sigh.

Alyce mutters something quietly to herself.

You say to Alyce 'No, you must understand'

You say 'I truly thought they were all murdered by him!'

Celathi says 'Oh, he slipped away.'

Celathi peers under a table.

You say 'And I thought I was to blame'

Celathi says to Alyce 'now I know what everyone else feels like when I'm about.'

*** So, ok, no literal Skreenak in this log, but he's coming, don't worry!!! ***







  

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