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Citadel Tavern / Re: Belly up to the bar
« Last post by EchoMirage on November 25, 2016, 06:02:33 AM »
Feel free to prod for support or inspiration anytime. Will try to help in my own charmingly imperfect way.
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Citadel Tavern / Re: Belly up to the bar
« Last post by Roack on November 25, 2016, 04:26:03 AM »
I'm sorry Scras. I wish I had something inspirational or motivating to say, but I don't think I could make it through even half of that, myself. I hope things start to improve.

I've been trying to float around here more often. If you need to talk or even just to vent frustration please don't hesitate to let me know and pull me into the chat or shoot me a PM.
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Citadel Tavern / Re: Belly up to the bar
« Last post by Scrasamax on November 25, 2016, 01:59:14 AM »
My muse isn't dead. She's just given up at this point.

This is probably going to sound bats**t crazy, but bear with me, it isn't.

There is this thing I read years ago, that each writer has maybe 20 good characters in their head, and everything else is filler and dross. To me, my most important character is my muse.

There are internal conversations, but this isn't crazy person talking to himself conversations, but basically simulated conversations run through a 'filter' that is the character, their priorities, their settings, etc.

But my muse, she is very deeply and profoundly depressed. She doesn't want to write, she doesn't want to tell stories. She wants to drink, she wants to watch degenerate anime, and she wants to sleep, and thats about it.
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Citadel Tavern / Belly up to the bar
« Last post by Scrasamax on November 25, 2016, 01:53:49 AM »
I know I speak for more than a few people when I say that I cannot wait for this year to be over, with the sincere hope that next year will be better.

I have always found an emotional and creative outlet here at the Citadel, and I've been hanging out around here since 2004, but the last few months have been some of the worst I've ever had to face. There is enough stress involved that rather than writing anything, it's easier to just ignore everything and I've fallen into some fairly negative habits, the most notable being drinking more than I probably should, falling off of the exercise routine, and letting things slide because it's just easier to to do nothing.

I have lost two pets in less than 2 months, a special needs chihuahua who was only supposed to live 6-8 months and needed a gentle place to live (she lived another 6 years with us) and a cat we've had since 2004, who was rescued out of the street, and I was there when we made the choice to let him go. I am not a crier, or a man who wears his emotions on his sleeve, but letting my cat go gutted me, and I wept. He fought pneumonia, a compromised immune system, and a esophogitis for a month, and went from a robust orange tabby to a dull fur covered skeleton.

My mother went to the doctor over GI issues and was a candidate for stomach ulcers, but thankfully, that has largely resolved in the last two days to just being an infection of the stomach lining, and a few other issues. Still, it was serious and stressful because I am 10-11 hour drive away, and there is literally nothing I can do.

My mother in law has been diagnosed with non-large cell adrenocarcinoma cancer, the most common form of lung cancer. She is a registered nurse, and is doing all the right things now, including taking charge of her treatment and not letting the medical system drag her along at it's bureaucratic pace. The general prognosis is good, at least, as good as it can be when the dr says you have lung cancer.

While these things have hit me hard, they have hit my wife even harder. As a vet tech, losing two furkids in 6 weeks is devastating. She is literally my soul, and when she is suffering or in pain, I am as well. I cannot help her mother's cancer any more than I can tell you what actually killed my chihuahua PeeWee.

What can you do when your sleep pattern has been wrecked by waking up to check on a sick animal, and stressing to the point that your hair is starting to come out?

Everything is on fire. Everything is literally on fire. The wildfires in Georgia and the Carolinas are throwing smoke across the entire Tennessee valley. There are daily air quality alerts, on good days its just hazy, on bad days it smells like everything is burning. Eyes are matted, sinuses and throats are raw from tickles, coughing, and drainage.

We've slashed production hours at the mill. My hours and work schedule are fine, for now, but the economy is not okay. Ignore those stupid numbers on the TV and the news, they are spin and bulls**t.

We made some emotional recoveries, seeing our friends who have become family, at the Walking Dead convention in Atlanta, a horse show in North Carolina, and earlier today at our Orphans Thanksgiving (Friendsgiving or something) but even these events were not without bittersweetness. We aren't going to the Atlanta Con after this, The Walking Dead has gone to s**t, and something about conventions, most of the vendors dont change, and after you've collected the autographs and the meet and greets, and taken celeb selfies, there is not much reason to go back.

That shizz is expensive too.

North Carolina was fire.

I was going to stay longer with friends while my wife went back to work, but haha, her car didn't start. It was an hour and 20 minute drive home, I had been drinking, her car was out of commission, and the only available vehicle is a manual truck that I am still working out how to drive sober. Certainly not going to drive it after mai-tai's and beer.

It's snowballed. I let the garden go months ago. I let the yard go after that. My backyard looks like @!#$ing warmed over dried out s**t. That bothers me. My lawn mower is dead too, just FYI. I can't rebuild it anymore and it's time to replace it.

I've let a lot of the housework go. The house is a wreck. I do enough to keep everything functional, but it's not enough.

And I mentioned in chat earlier that we were robbed. A 13 year old girl in our neighborhood has been filching off of our porch for a few days, and the other morning was caught carrying off saddles. The neighbors called the cops and she was stopped and the 3 saddles she took were replaced. For edification, one of the saddles this 13 year old took was my custom ordered 21 inch English saddle. This is a large saddle for my equally large rear end. For comparison, my wife has a 12 inch English saddle (a front to rear measurement of the hips).

We are filling charges and complaints and all the rest next Tuesday. No @!#$ing remorse.

Outside of Facebook conversations, these are the only words I've written in the last 2 months.

I was obligated to work on the Excursions from the Citadel eZine, and I dropped the ball on that one. I was going to submit a story for that, and again, completely and totally failed.

This doesn't even touch on the raging s**tstorm that was the presidential election. Like bourbon, and anime, one of my vices is political arguments and debate. I have friends literally across the spectrum (some that hate Obama for being a liberal's liberal, and those who hate Obama for being a soft Republican sympathizer) I have watched my friends list devolve into nothing more than s**t slinging, hate mongering, fear mongering, meme cannons.

All of this, all of this, in the last few months.

My muse hung herself in the basement. I'm pretty sure that smell is her, and not the leaking drain I had to fix three weeks ago.

(BTW, the kitchen sink drain was leaking into the crawl space under the house. That was sex-say.

So, that is what has gone on with me. Brave face, smiling face on Facebook, but if it hasnt gone to s**t, it's literally on fire.

Oh oh oh, almost forgot. One of those family friends has been going through an unpleasant divorce from her alcoholic husband, and it's made me look at my own drinking and wonder, is this getting out of hand? Is my tolerance to alcohol becoming an issue? I shouldn't be able to kill 3 tall boy beers in an hour and walk around fine. Likewise, I've done 3-4 shots of Evan Williams while writing this.

Jesus.

4-5 shots. Because there was another one.

So, anywho, I'm not looking for sympathy, and I am certainly not looking for advice on how to handle this, or how to be more productive writing. I just want you guys, who are willing to read this, and who read my other work, to know what is going on, and why I haven't written anything in months.

Thanks for reading.

Scras.
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OOC, Starters and Questions / Re: The Vizier's Vengeance (Dungeon Keeper)
« Last post by EchoMirage on November 24, 2016, 05:20:52 AM »
Well, I'll start this thing once characters are in and once we all know we're able to commit some time to the game :)
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OOC, Starters and Questions / Re: The Vizier's Vengeance (Dungeon Keeper)
« Last post by Murometz on November 23, 2016, 11:20:51 AM »
In the meantime...

Pldrpll the mind-flayer was sent by the mysterious "Deep One" to sunlit Ardania to gauge the extent of the kingdom's growing power, as well as to engage in any and all sorts of espionage, subterfuge and sabotage, as he deemed fit. With Pldrpll as always was his trusted side-kick/thrall, Gegk the doppelganger. Things did not go well for Pldrpll and Gegk, as he underestimated the King and the Kingdom. Long tale short, Pldrpll was captured by the Crown, and brutally tortured for a stretch of time, until he finally gave up all kinds of information relating to the "Deep One's" sinister plans in relation to Ardania's demise. Three of Pldrpll's four tentacles were sliced off as a final indignation to the mind-flayer. Finally released after he was deemed "neutered and harmless", Pldrpll began to plot his revenge. Returning to the 'Deep One" was no longer an option, as the mysterious entity had no longer any use for his "failed servant." It was around this time that Pldrpll and Gegk discovered the "Hidden Vizier"... to be continued.
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OOC, Starters and Questions / Re: The Vizier's Vengeance (Dungeon Keeper)
« Last post by Murometz on November 23, 2016, 09:41:13 AM »
Was waiting for this week to free up to play, but I found out I'll be away for 4 days starting tomorrow. I'm still playing but will join you guys a bit later!
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OOC, Starters and Questions / Re: The Vizier's Vengeance (Dungeon Keeper)
« Last post by Dozus on November 21, 2016, 07:53:54 AM »
Tumenbayar, Blade-Princess of the Arighan

The Arighan are a clan of the Veithar, nomadic elves of the Great Steppes known for their horsemanship and viciousness. Of all the Veithar, the Arighan are the most feared, their khan Boragen leading raids and conquests on settled places. His youngest daughter Tumenbayar is designated as his Blade, the child who leads conquering armies to victory. It is said she is as beautiful as she is powerful, her face hidden beneath a crimson silk veil as is Veithar custom. By bow and sword, she has won much plunder and many heads for her clan.

Venturing out of the Steppes, Boragen led his people to the outskirts of the kingdom. By Veithar clan laws, any settlement captured may by rights be burnt after being plundered, the nomads having no need for permanent settlements. Thus Tumenbayar took four towns and villages, burning them to the ground and putting their people to the sword. This made them enemies of the king, who paid no heed to the barbarian code of the Veithar, but also into the sights of the rival Tegussal clan. Using their scouts to track the royal army's movements, the Tegussal offered the Arighan clan a tribute of an undefended town. Only as Boragen and Tumenbayar arrived did they see the betrayal: the town was a royal stronghold and they were soon outflanked. Boragen was killed in battle and the Blade-Princess was captured.

The king was prepared to put every single Arighan to the sword, but he stopped upon Tumenbayar. Seeing her beauty, and wishing to humilitate the Veithar into submission, he enslaved the Blade-Princess, forcing her to become a court dancer. She of course refused, so the king caged her in the court, dressed in provocative silks to entertain his courtiers.

The resourceful Blade-Princess eventually escaped, but the her imprisonment only served to stoke her fires for revenge. She has three goals: first, return to the survivors of her clan and take her place as khan; second, avenge her father Boragen's death at the betrayal of the Tegussal; third, wreak vengeance on the king for his unjust refusal of clan law and her humiliation at his court.

The Vizier sees great potential in Tumenbayar, and indeed, there is a certain kinship between them - although they were thoroughly humiliated by the Ardanian upstarts, prideful whelps one and all, they emerged stronger. Though his holds are limited yet, the Vizier can already provide a safe haven; the lesser creatures within may also benefit from an Elf commander's seasoned guidance. Verily, even the Vizier cannot be everywhere. 
"I know your wrath, princess, the endless furnace of indignity within. There is only one thing that may still its flames, and that is justice, justice upon all. Bring your kindred to me, and I shall grant them arms and armour. And once we succeed, you shall know my gratitude, and find a land to call your own."

Traits

Stunning Beauty
> Game-play effect: May re-roll a social roll once per scene -or- make an enemy re-roll a roll (such as distracting him to cause a blow to fall astray, or to fumble a speech).
> Narrative privilege: can cause monks to question their vows, married men their lifelong commitment, and those who are usually not swayed by women their sexuality. Some otherwise impossible social rolls can now be undertaken.

Blade-Princess
> Game-play effect: If she performs attacks and parries in the same round, she may roll the dice first, and then choose which roll(s) are the attack(s) and which the parry.
> Narrative privilege: may specify that a certain NPC has heard of her exploits, or experienced them firsthand. This may be a foothold for intimidation in some, and grounds for respect in others.

Raider's Instincts
> Game-play effect: may roll twice for surprising or ambushing others, picking the better result.
> Narrative privilege: no fortification is perfect, and Tumenbayar knows this. She may specify a non-critical shortcoming for any defensive position. This should not circumvent, but rather create adventure. Exercise your creativity!

Stats

Stat                   Dice
Physical:   
> Strength (Power)       3
> Dexterity (Finesse)    5
> Endurance (Resistance) 2
   
Mental:    
> Intelligence (Power)   2
> Wits (Finesse)         3
> Resolve (Resistance)   3
   
Social:   
> Charisma (Power)       4
> Manipulation (Finesse) 3
> Composure (Resistance) 2


Skills

Horsemanship +1
Survival +1
Intimidate +1
Leadership +2
Melee +2
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OOC, Starters and Questions / Re: The Vizier's Vengeance (Dungeon Keeper)
« Last post by valadaar on November 20, 2016, 07:58:32 PM »
I'm good with those :)
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OOC, Starters and Questions / Re: The Vizier's Vengeance (Dungeon Keeper)
« Last post by EchoMirage on November 18, 2016, 12:16:22 PM »
You may have noticed that I am assigning narrative privileges, which allow you to influence the setting, create NPCs, and so on.
The main point of this is to have fun, and allow you to contribute to the setting. So, Korgo does not roll his Slaving skill to find out when the next auction is, but rather says it will be on Sunday (and he will most likely have prepared a very good narrative that will unfold at the meeting).

In general, I will not interfere with the narrative privilege, but remember to be creative, and have fun. The privileges are not there to circumvent the game, or to power-game. If Korgo says that a +5 Vorpal Sword, a million gold coins and a still-warm 10/10 virgin are all conveniently buried next door in unguarded graves, it's no fun. Likewise will using a hornets' nest over and over again grow boring soon. Not every fortress will have the weakness of easily-accessible man-sized ventilation ducts. You catch my drift.
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