I haven't voted on others in the series which have stemmed from our RP, but this one contained a lot more of just your ideas. I like some of the detail you created for Evie which we never played out, but exists as background to inform the RP. Nicely done. Go to Comment
I was stuck for how this might be used in a game, until I was reading Overly Attached Chainmail. I've suggested a link, but here's my thought.
You know that age old argument about chainmail bikinis? Maybe all those chainmail bikinis are really Flirting Chainmail??? All the protection of chainmail, all the fan service of a bikini! Go to Comment
I could see a use for this in a cyberpunk or other futureish setting to. Advanced fabric with hidden controls and fiberoptics let the wearer make any part of the dress (and why limit it to just dresses or women's attire?) transparent. Heck, it could be the hot new thing for men and women who want to show off without freezing off their good bits! Go to Comment
Thank you. I struggled with some of the important "secret" moments, before finally deciding to leave some out so other GMs can make their OWN secrets, and explaining one important one, about why she's no longer Delta. Ellen's in the works! Go to Comment
Part of the issue is Evie doesn't know much more at this stage than what she's mentioned, snippets seen on television years before. Sarah Voltaire will (eventually, sooner or later, maybe), have her own submission. Go to Comment
One day a a wind begins to blow out of the West. The next day it gets stronger. And stronger still the next few days. Eventually (and fortunately), the speed of the wind tops out at a steady fifty miles an hour, but continues to blow. Soon an entire kingdom is wondering why it's not abating. The weather mages deem it unnatural but can't seem to banish or control it. The priests of various faiths claim it's divine. The End-Of-Days crowd is having a field day with their predictions of doom. No one knows why the gale persists. When inquiring with neighboring kingdoms, it seems they too suffer from a persistent western mistral. Eventually the populace begins to adapt to living with a twenty four hour a day wind. Always from the West, and perpetual. What could be causing this? A raging Elemental king? a curse from the gods? an unearthed artifact? Or has Nature itself gone haywire?