11.15.2006
SRSLY Now (The Campaign Begins)
Okay guys, no more stockpiling NWPs. If you want to learn something, save it for the next time you level. SRSLY. You guys need to spend all your WPs and NWPs from 1st level right now, else you don't have them.
Tut, we don't even know what f*in' class you are, let alone that you're actually a sailing master. You gotta choose.
...
Frank yells at you regardless "Hey pal. Yeah, yeah you. Just so you know, she drifts a little to the left. You just gotta- yeah. You just gotta turn the wheel a little harder. Gilgamesh will take care of the riggin, he's good for it. No, no the other guy. No, the other guy. Yeah, that's Gilg, he's Pure Salt, know what I mean? Straight up born on a ship, old Gilg. Gilg, see ya later. I'm takin' a trip to prison!"
"And feel free to take one of my Wigga Cigars,"
[That's right, 'Wigga Cigars'. Wigga is a small island known for it's delectable tobacco products. It doesn't mean what you might think.]
Frank continues. "Feel free to try one, they're aged in scotch, it's pretty nice. But save some for me- worked hard to get 'em. Don't smoke 'em all son, else when I get out of prison, I'm gonna come kick your ass. Well, actually, I'm sorta mandated to do that anyway, but I'll save a special bitch-done-smoked-all-my-Wiggas beating for you if you opt down that road."
...
Captain Stefan of your ship, The Spearhead, tells you to get back on deck and help clean up. Actually, all the pirates, 'Gilgamesh' included, are rounded up, chained up, and sent belowdecks.
As I mentioned, you're not far from Gorgos, the shining jewel, the Ivory City of the Island Kingdoms. You can see the massive rusted oilwells sticking up from the seafloor on the horizon. Just a few hours more sailing and you'll make landfall. It's a little slow because you're towing The Bronze Dragon into port as well.
Well (in absence of input), it seems that you're here on official business. Yes, the lot of you PCs have been recruited from your little island kingdom of Onze to escort the Prince of Onze, Prince Henry, to Gorgos. This is as part of his 'grand tour' of all the island nations, before he comes of age to rule. The Prince, you see, is a lad of 15, living cushly belowdecks with Ambassador Bekkers, who hired you lot in the first place. Maybe you came highly recommended from within the courts. Maybe you were recruited at the neighborhood bar. Up to you. Regardless, you're here now, and you've fulfilled the first part of your duties successfully: get the Prince to Gorgos.
...
Gorgos is massive, and beautiful. Gorgos is a huge set of islands, that roughly form a ring, near the mainland of the 'big island' of the Island Kingdoms. It is not the capital, but it's the 'New York City' if you will of the IKs.
High fashion, art, fine cuisine, people from all over the World, and lots, and lots of machines. Automated cranes for loading boats. Hoverlights following the wealthy as they move from salon to salon at nighttime. Soldiers with rifles and long bayonettes keeping order.
Some of these soldiers meet the Spearhead and the Bronze Dragon at the port entrance, and help shepherd the ships into dock. There's some official proceedings, in which Prince Henry and Ambassador Bekkers meet with minor Gorgos dignitaries. You watch, bored. With more interest maybe as Frank Burton and his degenerate league are led off in chains, and some money exchanges hands. Not to you- to Ambassador Bekkers' secretary Mr. Charles Duggins. Duggins gives you a knowing nod, and you expect to see some of this coin yourselves.
Anyway, as part of the entourage, you're all led across the docks, to a local boat that transports you to the central island, containing a few enormously tall ivory towers and some large cathedrals, among large commercial and residential districts. After another few hours, getting into the evening, you end up at a swank hotel, The Chrysanthamum.
Duggins gives you each 200 gp for services rendered, as spending money within Gorgos. "Sirs, I'll trust you not wander too far. In fact, I wouldn't leave this island (Gorgos proper), as some of the outlying bits are a touch odd."
Mr. Duggins also explains the rest of your mission. "We'll be escorting His Highness up to Mareznoch in five days time. Enjoy your vacation here in town in the meantime." Room and board is paid for, and, with the help of some staff masseurs, you heal to full by the next morning, after a great meal of delicious halibut, scallops, and hearty Durthan beer from the old mainland.
...
Mareznoch is known more colorfully as 'Mammon's Point', and is the mother church of Plutus, god of wealth, desire, and good fortune. It is there that Prince Henry will be confirmed, as traditional for the Onze royal family. Furthermore, this will conclude his grand tour, beginning his reign, at which point your official duties will be complete.
You just have to get him there. Apparently, the road is up some cliffs and 'fairly safe'.
You're in town with five days. You can do anything you want (mostly), although you're not slaves of the royal family if you think you've got something better to do.
As I mentioned, you're all healed to full, each have 500 xp, and everyone's class, race, eyecolor, and WPs and NWPs need to be decided before your guy can take another damn step.
Let the game begin.
Tut, we don't even know what f*in' class you are, let alone that you're actually a sailing master. You gotta choose.
...
Frank yells at you regardless "Hey pal. Yeah, yeah you. Just so you know, she drifts a little to the left. You just gotta- yeah. You just gotta turn the wheel a little harder. Gilgamesh will take care of the riggin, he's good for it. No, no the other guy. No, the other guy. Yeah, that's Gilg, he's Pure Salt, know what I mean? Straight up born on a ship, old Gilg. Gilg, see ya later. I'm takin' a trip to prison!"
"And feel free to take one of my Wigga Cigars,"
[That's right, 'Wigga Cigars'. Wigga is a small island known for it's delectable tobacco products. It doesn't mean what you might think.]
Frank continues. "Feel free to try one, they're aged in scotch, it's pretty nice. But save some for me- worked hard to get 'em. Don't smoke 'em all son, else when I get out of prison, I'm gonna come kick your ass. Well, actually, I'm sorta mandated to do that anyway, but I'll save a special bitch-done-smoked-all-my-Wiggas beating for you if you opt down that road."
...
Captain Stefan of your ship, The Spearhead, tells you to get back on deck and help clean up. Actually, all the pirates, 'Gilgamesh' included, are rounded up, chained up, and sent belowdecks.
As I mentioned, you're not far from Gorgos, the shining jewel, the Ivory City of the Island Kingdoms. You can see the massive rusted oilwells sticking up from the seafloor on the horizon. Just a few hours more sailing and you'll make landfall. It's a little slow because you're towing The Bronze Dragon into port as well.
Well (in absence of input), it seems that you're here on official business. Yes, the lot of you PCs have been recruited from your little island kingdom of Onze to escort the Prince of Onze, Prince Henry, to Gorgos. This is as part of his 'grand tour' of all the island nations, before he comes of age to rule. The Prince, you see, is a lad of 15, living cushly belowdecks with Ambassador Bekkers, who hired you lot in the first place. Maybe you came highly recommended from within the courts. Maybe you were recruited at the neighborhood bar. Up to you. Regardless, you're here now, and you've fulfilled the first part of your duties successfully: get the Prince to Gorgos.
...
Gorgos is massive, and beautiful. Gorgos is a huge set of islands, that roughly form a ring, near the mainland of the 'big island' of the Island Kingdoms. It is not the capital, but it's the 'New York City' if you will of the IKs.
High fashion, art, fine cuisine, people from all over the World, and lots, and lots of machines. Automated cranes for loading boats. Hoverlights following the wealthy as they move from salon to salon at nighttime. Soldiers with rifles and long bayonettes keeping order.
Some of these soldiers meet the Spearhead and the Bronze Dragon at the port entrance, and help shepherd the ships into dock. There's some official proceedings, in which Prince Henry and Ambassador Bekkers meet with minor Gorgos dignitaries. You watch, bored. With more interest maybe as Frank Burton and his degenerate league are led off in chains, and some money exchanges hands. Not to you- to Ambassador Bekkers' secretary Mr. Charles Duggins. Duggins gives you a knowing nod, and you expect to see some of this coin yourselves.
Anyway, as part of the entourage, you're all led across the docks, to a local boat that transports you to the central island, containing a few enormously tall ivory towers and some large cathedrals, among large commercial and residential districts. After another few hours, getting into the evening, you end up at a swank hotel, The Chrysanthamum.
Duggins gives you each 200 gp for services rendered, as spending money within Gorgos. "Sirs, I'll trust you not wander too far. In fact, I wouldn't leave this island (Gorgos proper), as some of the outlying bits are a touch odd."
Mr. Duggins also explains the rest of your mission. "We'll be escorting His Highness up to Mareznoch in five days time. Enjoy your vacation here in town in the meantime." Room and board is paid for, and, with the help of some staff masseurs, you heal to full by the next morning, after a great meal of delicious halibut, scallops, and hearty Durthan beer from the old mainland.
...
Mareznoch is known more colorfully as 'Mammon's Point', and is the mother church of Plutus, god of wealth, desire, and good fortune. It is there that Prince Henry will be confirmed, as traditional for the Onze royal family. Furthermore, this will conclude his grand tour, beginning his reign, at which point your official duties will be complete.
You just have to get him there. Apparently, the road is up some cliffs and 'fairly safe'.
You're in town with five days. You can do anything you want (mostly), although you're not slaves of the royal family if you think you've got something better to do.
As I mentioned, you're all healed to full, each have 500 xp, and everyone's class, race, eyecolor, and WPs and NWPs need to be decided before your guy can take another damn step.
Let the game begin.
