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August 13, 2012 – 1:37 pm
Since I’m working on things in WoW again (though I make no actual promises about regularity of updates), I figured I should get together where everyone is (in character) and what they’ve been up to during my relatively sparse last two years of gaming. This is as much for me as you guys, and some of it is or will be fic in the near future. We’ll see how well plans turn into reality.
So where is everyone now?
Aely has spent the last two years trying to settle into civilian life. She’s done clerical work for the Argent Crusade, worked part time as a healer and administrator in the SWU clinic, worked with Ben, her squire, and taught various classes in field and battle healing for paladins in training. She and Arrens have a rather established routine, but his work has picked up a lot lately, so they see each other only in the evenings and occasionally when she invades his office hours with snacks. Her eyes are as sharp as ever, but she’s noticed the print on menus and newspapers getting smaller, so she wears a pair of small spectacles for reading.
Recently, however, she’s realized that as much as she tries to settle in, civilian life just doesn’t sit well after nearly a decade and a half of being in various forms of active duty. She’s been working with her weapons again to stay sharp, and has a keen ear to the news coming in about increasing conflicts with the Horde. It will not be an easy battle to go active again, but she is strongly considering it.
Angoleth has spent much of these past few years in and out of Stormwind on various errands. She did quite a lot of work in Hyjal but was ultimately disappointed in their general reliance on unreliable adventurers and inability to get things together on their own. After spending time in Uldum, which ended about how you’d expect, she’s been more or less picking up odd jobs around Stormwind. Leatherworking is a particular effort, as well as general animal handling. She also provides sharpshooting/sniper backup to various, sundry, and usually nefarious plans cooked up by the Wildfire Riders, in particular the Bad Idea Trio. There are rumors that she’s one of the prime contacts getting contraband tequila into Stormwind, but nobody has ever been able to actually pin that down. The Pig and Whistle’s bookkeeping is, as always, superb and above board.
As conflicts heat up with the Horde, she can’t decide between holing up and letting the two sides blow each other up, or taking a cue from her earlier days and going full bore with the explosive ammo.
Annata made a bit of a name for herself in the Riders’ dealings with the Lotus Trade. Unfortunately, while part of that was intentional, and she’s glad to be known as an artist of disguise, her skill in poisons wasn’t supposed to be common knowledge. She does not know how much that information is public beyond the Riders, but it’s possible that SI:7 knows as well. Given that she is keeping her connections to Ravenholdt somewhat quiet as well, she took the opportunity to do a little work in Outland, hoping that things would die down a little. How long she’s away depends a lot on how soon she thinks it’s safe to be back in the more inhabited parts of the world.
There’s a human priest around town, giving the name of Annalira Delshannon. She looks vaguely familiar, but nobody’s heard that name in so long that it’s hard to tell.
Annie Mae has been stuck in a Firelands cave-in for the better part of two years. She recently MacGuyvered her way out with some homemade explosives, a cowboy hat, a piece of twine, and some armor oil, but destroyed her shield, the aforementioned hat, and a good bit of her armor in the process. While the cave had a ready supply of spring water, it would be wise if you’d never, EVER suggest that she eat mushrooms again, and she’s developed a rather peculiar loathing for crickets.
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August 10, 2012 – 7:22 am
Aely Caltrains was, in a word, bored.
Not that she didn’t have things to do.
There were a million things at the SWU clinic that needed upkeep, and Brother Theo, for all he was an excellent healer, was not, shall we say, a gifted administrator. Which meant Arrens needed to hire someone new, since the last manager had run off with a gorgeous Draenei for a “vacation in Booty Bay” and never come back. Time to look into posting jobs and doing interviews. Again.
Still, anything was better than clerical work for the Crusade, right?
Easy ta think so, ’till some wee Elflet wi’ stomach flu vomits all o’er yir shoes.
Her socks needed mending too. And she needed to put together another lesson for the little class of squires who were interested in field healing. Teaching, at least, was interesting.
She’d been so ready to give up her old life, after more than a decade of being deployed and working for the Hand and then the Dawn and now the Crusade, after the catastrophic Wrathgate and then the eventual, long fought, hard won battle in Icecrown, after other Riders settled in to family life.
It had been time – time to settle down with Arrens, to work on the farm, teach field healing and help out with the clinic.
But they’d lost the farm to the onslaught of plague in the hands of the fucking Banshee, and with it all of her physical ties to Jolly except his shield.
And Ben was nearly ready to take his first vows. She’d be able to take a new squire, but wasn’t sure if she wanted to tie herself down again.
And the returning soldiers had done what all returning soldiers tend to do, and the new classes of first year students were busting out of their classrooms; Arrens almost couldn’t hire enough teachers. His day started early and ended late, and hers wasn’t much better.
All this settling down just wasn’t really settling well.
Maybe ‘s time ta start thinkin’ about goin’ back.
June 5, 2012 – 7:19 am
One of the things the Riders has been working on is public RP.
I/We KNOW there are other RPers than just those in our small circle of Riders, Rosies, and assorted other friend-guilds. It’s just hard to find.
There are, of course, little corners where you can still find RPers. I’ve picked up some interesting conversations in the Blue Recluse, and the Pig and Whistle sometimes has guests. But it’s a low time for a lot of people, and I’m not sure our “every Tuesday is RP night” is going to continue to work out with people’s changing schedules. This “slowness” is something I think we can capitalize on, since sucking people in for RP is a good way to keep things interesting when you’re done with your RaidFinder groups for the week, and public/open RP that’s not story-driven means it can happen kind of whenever.
Anyway, we’re looking into ways to bring the RP back out into the open. We can set a good example, and I think we can make Bricu and Tarquin be cordial to strangers for a few evenings.
There’s been a little pushback to this, mostly from people who – rightly – say that RP went underground because of griefing. And that really can be an issue. Even when you politely ask someone to go away, politely contact their guild leader, and put them on ignore, sometimes you still have giant, dancing, blue Draenei butt-cheeks staring you in the face while your characters talk about life, holidays, and who taught Bricu’s kid to pick locks. (Leading culprit: Tarquin.)
But nothing ventured, nothing gained, so last Thursday a few of us set out on a Stormwind “pub crawl” – whereby we made our way to the pubs in Stormwind (Pig and Whistle, Golden Keg, Gilded Rose, Blue Recluse) and took turns buying drinks and enjoying the evening. We all walked together, chatted, enjoyed South Island Iced Tea, and generally had a lot of fun.
While there was a bit of interest, I honestly expected more people to join in (especially for all the talk about how RP is dead). We were in crowded areas, in places where people commonly gather to wait out their dungeon timers (and we DID have fun RP with a Worgen Engineer who had a sudden emergency and vanished…) We even had one character go off in say, in brackets, about ((OMG Real RPers! Yay!)) but who didn’t actually engage us at all, even to wave.
So this is where I ask you for input.
What kind of public RP draws you in?
We’ve kicked around pub crawls, sitting and fishing, setting up some kind of booth or “pub” (that’s not the Pig, or that IS the Pig) with Tarquin to bartend. I’ve considered dusting Annorah’s fortunetelling/farseeing chops off to do a little bit of public reading. But beyond that I’m not really sure… we don’t have any big plots going that can have story events happening in public.
We’ve also toyed with opening up a public channel (something like /GeneralRP) that would be loosely moderated but open to anyone who wanted to join for a little bit of “buzzbox” RP.
I know it’ll be a process, and that sometimes people have to get used to seeing RP to get up the guts to join in. I’m hoping to repeat the pub crawl this Thursday, since it was a lot of fun. (If you’re so inclined, please join us! Starts at the Pig and Whistle around 6pm server!) For me, I know a group that’s too large can be intimidating, but I’m trying to also be available to other RP that’s going on when I find it, as long as it isn’t obviously meant to be “private”.
Anyway – what kinds of events/conversations would your character be willing to hang around and take part in, even if only to say hello and have a drink?
May 29, 2012 – 7:04 am
Playing Diablo 3 is all the demon smashing awesome that I’d expected. While I’m not fond of giant creepy magic-flinging (!) spiders dropping out of the ceiling, the enemies are bad, and you, dear hero, have the potential to be bad ass.
And so, as you’re playing Diablo 3, you get to experience a number of variations on the Click-And-??? theme.
- Click and squish: the old standard. You click it, it squishes.
- Click and smash: Barbarian style. You click it, you smash it.
- Click and kick: Monk style. You click it, you kick it.
- Click and fwip: Demon Hunter Style:You click it, you put arrows through it.
- Click and bzzzzzt: Wizard Style: You click it, you electrocute it. Lightning damage is fun!
- Click and shiver: Wizard Style: You click it, you freeze it. Cold damage is fun!
- Click and shuffle: Witch Doctor style. You click it, it has a zombie friend. Creepy.
- Click and ribbit: Witch Doctor style: plague of toads. Creepy
- Click and skitter: spider bomb. *shudder*
- Click and fwoom (with optional BANG): Fire damage is Fun! While Wizards are also prone to lighting things on fire, Bola Shot, from Demon Hunters, is my favorite of this type so far. It’s on fire and then it blows up.
- Click and Profit: Find a treasure monster lately?
What’s your favorite variation on Click-And-???
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