Honestly, not hugely active. Got some vague plotlines in the pipeline, but I'd be lying if I said I had the time and motivation to see them through currently. SWTOR itself hasn't held much interest for me in years for a few reasons (particularly the fact that now I'm playing on 320 ping at a minimum due to where the server is located), and the current state of content essentially being a bunch of weird side-stories hasn't really left a whole lot to work with for RP. As a result, haven't been on much! Looking forward to the next expansion to put some life back into the game.
I'm not sure I could ever hope to articulate my feelings as well as @Elaeis has, that's legitimate poetry.
You've been an unfathomable bedrock of this community for a long, long, long time Iaera. Thank you for being an awesome person and a fantastic e-buddy for all these years. You've not only set the benchmark for Master RP for years, you also cultivated an RP space that's lived for longer than many real world institutions. I've loved being part of that community, it's been a hell of a lot of fun.
I know how you feel, and I wish you all the best. Take care, boss.
Conflict is once again on the horizon. With the Eternal Empire of Zakuul defeated, the beleaguered Republic licks its wounds and catches its breath, whilst warily casting its gaze across the dark expanse of space, to where their mortal enemies in the Sith Empire struggle back to their feet. Victory had been close at hand before Valkorion's fleets invaded, but the Republic and their Jedi allies had not been able to defeat and destroy the menace of the Sith any more than their ancestors following the Great Hyperspace War.
Now, with flashpoints sparking across the galaxy and familiar shadows being drawn across old battle lines, the Republic prepares itself for a resumption of the conflict that began decades prior. But are they ready to confront their old enemy once again? The Jedi slowly return to the Republic they were sworn to protect, navigating a minefield of public opinion and frayed patience following yet another disappearance. If there is to be any hope of learning from the last war, the Republic and Jedi must again believe in one another, and plan to enact a final victory over their dark adversaries.
The Republic Armed Forces and elements of the government have approached the Custodum Enclave and any willing Jedi with an offer of a summit at the Republic Senate, still in the process of being rebuilt. The invitation is in the name of seeking to symbolically restore the trust and goodwill, as well as pragmatically beginning the discussion of how exactly they can win this long, hard war, together.
OOC info: -Held on the second floor of the Senate on Coruscant, with screenshots of precisely where below! Worth escaping the confines of the SH every now and then, no? -Open to any Jedi, military, SIS, political or otherwise relevant characters. This is a dialogue between the Jedi and the Republic to get things back on track and discuss what the future holds, so dress nice! -More free-form stuff will still be available at the Custodum SH if this ain't your cup of tea, and the RP will likely move back there after the summit! -I'll be running things from my Vanguard, Ryalees. Feel free to fling me a whisper if you're confused on the night!
Location, being the biggest and most official looking room I could find that wasn't locked behind a cursed phase:
Big thanks to everyone I consorted with at Jedi kNight tonight! Today was the end of of a long two weeks and it was just what I needed, apologies if I was a bit frazzled!
"What's that?" "Dunno. Some tapestry Knight Qardaak and his Padawan brought back from some mission. Came with a map." "What kinda map?" "Dunno. Didn't ask. Looked old, got told not to accidentally drool on it. Stupid archival duty." "Wizard painting though, wonder where it's from. Looks old, and what kinda fabric is that-" "Yeah...she didn't like looking at it, kept avoiding it." "Who?" "The Padawan." "Weird. She threatened to punch me for cutting in front of her while in line for rice back on the Watch. Wonder why she's afraid of a picture. What's her name again?" "Something foreign, but screw her, she was always too rough during sparring. And she was older than all of us!" "Maybe we should sneak it into her quarters, put it up above her bed. See who's tough then." "Nah, I've been assigned to the archives for long enough already. You feel free though." "She's been looking pale, though, hasn't she?" "Who?" "The Padawan." "Yeah, I guess she has."
A huge thanks to the ever-patient @blingdenston for what was a very memorable lesson in meditation and demon hunting. Maybe the real treasure was the majordomos we ridiculed along the way? Thanks for sitting through the deluge of exposition, mate, always a pleasure!
Selfishly I'll struggle to make it for the full extent tonight, so my vote is on next week. Don't let that stop you guys though, if the consensus is to run tonight!
From an ongoing campaign, this took place several weeks ago. Dramatis Personae:
-Rose Kurz, Insufferable lawful good Paladin/all around cheerleader (played by yours truly) -Ningle, chaotic good Gnome Wizard who was just in it for a good time. -Bogar, chaotic good half-Orc. Part time philosopher, full time barbarian. -Khazar, reanimated Tielfing bag of bones who just really wants to die. Chaotic neutral. Unhealthy relationship with some demons, and also probably Satan's punching bag. -Alfredo, generic elf Archer with centuries of experience. A man of few words. Chaotic good.
We were getting duped by the mayor of an unassuming city.
People were going missing. Bones were turning up in large piles in the forests beyond the city. Lives were being lost here. The mayor knew more than she was letting on. 'Find the Lich, and defeat him.' She had said. But what was her relationship to this Lich? And what did she know about the Sylvans who had occupied this continent before the younger races came over and fucked it all up?
We asked. Bogar posed the question with his mighty 13 Charisma. The mayor was phlegmatic. 'Good enough, she's cool', said the party. 'Not good enough.' Said Rose, who was way too certain of her abilities, and also believed she was the Chosen One™. She questions the mayor with her mighty 18 Charisma. The mayor hesitated. The party insisted that Rose was being too pushy. 'Let's go, Paladin, and chase this obvious red herring.' KERBLAM. Rose casts Command on the mayor, Jedi Mindtricking her. 'You are endangering lives you are beholden to protect by withholding this information. You will tell us all you know of these disappearances and of the Lich.' Said the noble Paladin, wasting a significant potion of the allotted time to which the Elven mayor was bound to obey her wishes.
The mayor knew more than she had said. But the party wasn't around to hear it. Seeing the Paladin lash out, they had bolted for fear of reprisal, throwing poor Rose right under the horse-carriage. "Congratulations." The mayor spat after breaking free of the Paladin's spell. "You have uncovered some painful personal history.' The mayor lashed out and reached into the Paladin's mind, and forced Rose to smash her face against a nearby table for 30 long seconds. The once beautiful Paladin's face was a mess that was to be only partially healed by the overpowered and significantly ezmode Lay on Hands. Her companions were aghast. "You did what? That was really dumb. You're really dumb." But she had 16 intelligence, she knew what she was doing.
Courage is having your face mashed like a potato for the greater good. The forces of good were able to use the information extracted from the treasonous mayor to find a source of the Lich's power and destroy it. The cowards came too.
Happy to put in a cameo appearance here. Also happy to call the fights, I remember pretty much everything but the specifics of the Styrak and final fights of DP.
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