Intro Post

[skeren]

This is a post for all those who just want to say hello, or to share what characters they happen to play. Go ahead and tag the replies to this post. Don't comment to other people in this one though guys, we want people to be able to edit their posts if they get more muses!

Go ahead and use this form:
<b>Your preferred nickname:</b> <b>Character journals:</b> (Whoever you want us to know about that is!) <b>Characters you look forward to playing with:</b> <b>Anything else you want to share about you: (Here can be either contact info or something silly of course)</b>

Events!

[skeren]

Okay, now to get this ball rolling. Our first events! Enjoy everyone and feel free to modify them to your preferences.

Welcome!
There is nothing quite like rolling out of the bed in the morning and discovering that your entire world has been turned on its head. You're not in your village. In fact, no matter what you'd been sleeping on the night before, when you woke this morning it was to roll out of simple blankets laid carefully over grass near the edge of a cliff. Down below is a sprawling village, prosperous, that you've never see before. What will you do?

The Great Beyond
The last thing you remember is dying. In fact, you're completely sure that you died quite thoroughly, and you feel fully in control of yourself and distinctly not-dead, so the question then becomes.... how are you here? Perhaps a better one would be 'is here a good place to be?'


As a side note! Any and all suggestions are fully welcomed, and I would love to see what my players want to have as events. Just leave comments on this post (for your event ideas!) and we'll see what gets picked come next week!

To clarify, events are to be run with by the players off of the announcement posts. I apologize heartily for the confusion~!

[OPEN] Intro: An Artist's Eye

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Any other person might be showing alarm on his face, or perhaps consternation at suddenly being in a new, unknown location without a mission. The dark-haired teen was never one for expressing such things, or even feeling them. Rather, he was perched easily atop the roof of a teahouse, calmly sketching the sight of the village below, so he could report back.

Once he found out where he was and which direction was 'back,' that is. How he'd managed to awaken outside a strange village was quite beyond him, but -- no matter. He's certain that a mission would be sent to him via bird or some other method. Or perhaps this was a test.

No matter.