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Faire Realities Pt 4For a moment, no one moved as the ear-piercing alarm continued to deafen everyone. A moment later though, found the dorm lounge in barely controlled chaos as everyone haphazardly threw their computers, cords, snacks, dice, character sheets, notes and caffeine into backpacks and shoulder bags before heading for the doors. Several minutes later, we had gathered in the middle of the back parking lot, the adrenaline coursing through our bodies waking us up more then any amount of caffeine could have.
Mark turned to Josh as we stood in the worsening rain, trying to make sure that all of our electronics were protected. "Your lounge is never busy this late, is it?"
"No, it's not. My floor's dead quiet, unlike the craziness that your floor gets up to," Josh replied, nodding towards where Mark and Adrian stood. "Were we done with session though, or...?"
"It's up to you folks," I replied. "I've got enough stuff prepared to finish off the campaign tonight."
"Weren't you saying s
Faire Realities Pt 3By ten that second Friday evening, I had separated the group so that each player was on their own as they searched the town and surrounding area. They were on their own now, and needed to be so that they could face themselves.
"Josh," I announced, startling him out of the focused quiet that he had been in for the better part of the last twenty minutes. "As you're exploring ramshackle inn, you come across a side room, which you guess might have been a kitchen at one point. Sitting at the hearth is a young man."
"Does he notice my entering?" Josh asked.
"If he does, he shows no sign of it, leading you to believe that he did not notice you in the slightest."
"I'll greet him, then."
"The young man, whom you now notice has a large, rather fresh looking scar stretching from his nose down to the his cheek and the left side of his chin, looks up at you and startles, a look of absolute terror on his face."
"I stay where I am, but keep my hands visible at all times," Josh
Faire Realities Pt 2We gathered again the next Friday evening, and by the time that I had arrived after making a quick stop in my dorm for the last chunk of my handmade rye bread and an additional stack of the notes that I'd need for the evening, things looked almost exactly like it had the week before. There was however, one noticeable difference- Luke had chosen to sit in the chair that I normally claimed, and by his smirk I knew that he had done so intentionally.
"Is everyone ready to begin?" I asked, taking up the end of the table that had clearly been reserved for my use. "As you may recall, we ended session last week after a certain... change in setting. As it is, you had all decided to enter the Special Events field, and noticed an inexplicable warping of reality as you know it."
"You were mean enough to have us roll initiative and not say why," Kelsey cut in teasingly. "Care to let us in on the secret?"
"In good time," I said with a smirk. "We pick up where you left off. You are all currentl
Faire Realities Pt 1It was an altogether common scene, our gathering in the lounge with computers, dice, snacks and caffeine spread out between us on the little table space that was still visible. The couches were full of friends, and within a few minutes, most of the cups and tankards in use had been filled with freshly made orange juice. It was into this that I entered a moment later, my own tankard of spiced juice in hand, the other clutching a pile of haphazardly organized notes that were barely contained in my usual writing binder notebook. The binder itself contained a rather battered notebook that the others were long used to me carting everywhere.
"So, who's running campaign tonight?" Luke asked curiously as he rifled through his folder, clearly debating which character sheets to pull out.
The question was echoed by a few others, but more telling was the silent glance that I exchanged with Adrian. When I moved to take up my usual seat against the window that overlooked the dorm hal
Ask No Questions, Hear No Lies"Why are you bothering to do this?" Druinen asked Saraore between grimaces as the Poison Sage continued to work at cleaning out the jagged, poison-doused wound. Saraore, for his part, barely looked up, the only sign that he had heard was the slight arching of his eyebrows.
"Ask no questions, hear no lies," he grunted.
That answer, unsurprisingly was not a sufficient one for Druinen who persisted in his search for an answer, "No, really. Why do you bother? I know how much your people dislike those such as me."
Saraore paused in his painstaking work, looking the other man in the eye. "It will mean nothing to you, but saving you sends me to heaven."
Druinen frowned. "You're right, I have no idea what that means."
Brimroth popped a head around the corner, giving up all pretenses of not eavesdropping. "It's best if it remains that way," he said dryly. "Don't get caught up in the affairs of the Guild, and you'll go a whole lot further then you would otherwise."
Later, when Druinen had been s
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