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« on: November 26, 2023, 07:26:49 pm »
Session One complete. I'll add a general synopsis of events later this week. Session ran approximately 3 hours long. I'll update the thread, calendar, and Discord when Session Two is ready. The quest line is not closed. Additional players can find an RP way into the next one.
Town Criers in many locations have been hired to publish the following message:
Arthur Widdleford is missing! A well-known archeologist specializing in hieroglyphic languages from ancient Mistone civilizations. The curator of a small Port Hempstead Museum called the "Vizer's Tablet" is offering a modest reward."
Anthony stands outside the Vizer’s Tablet in the cool Port Hempstead evening smoking his thin cigarillo. The sound of an anvil can be heard in the distance in one of the districts many craft halls. The sweet smoke circles his head as he watches two ladies run by him. He starts to say hello, but they are out of earshot too quick. He briefly thought they were going to stop at the alleyway to his small museum, but suddenly discounted that as they passed by. He mumbles to himself “Where are you, Arthur? As he turns and walks to his museum/research shop. An exquisite bottle of red merlot from the Succession Kingdom is waiting for him. *He does not notice the cloaked and hooded figure melding into the shadows of a nearby doorway watching him intensely. *
« on: November 23, 2023, 11:20:26 am »
Name: Charlee Homell
Subrace (if applicable):
Deity (if devoted):
Domains (if cleric):
Biography and Description:
Charlee's father always wanted a boy. He got Charlee instead. Not to say he didn't love and care for his daughter, he did. He, however, didn't understand her. Never one for the more domestic pursuits, Charlee is more at home with a sword than a needle. She can cook but on a campfire, not a stove. She can hunt for her supper and she considers sparing as dancing.
She's left her family's cottage on the outskirts of Hlint with plans and dreams of adventure. Only time will tell if it was the right decision.
« on: October 13, 2023, 02:36:43 pm »
thank you for your submission. It is a solid submission, but I am afraid I have to clarify some things (if I read correctly on discord, you are a returnee and some things have changed over the years):
Due to some IG events, no half-races are born after the year 1421. As some IG time has already passed (it is already the year 1490), the starting age of a half-elven character would be 87 years old. I did a check myself and I can no longer select a half elf during the race selection screen upon character creation.
Not relevant for the initial submission, but for a possible resub I'd like to mention that paladins have restricted multiclassing (https://wiki.layonara.com/wiki/NWN_Restricted_Multiclassing). While it is still possible to take sorcerer levels later on, Valanya may not freely take any more paladin levels after taking a level in a new class.
Also, as it is a paladin submission, I'd like you to extend the additional statements a little more (https://wiki.layonara.com/wiki/Cleric_Paladin_and_Champion_Submissions). I am kind of missing the first point.
Just as a side note: The weave is now known as the Al'Noth
As I already mentioned before, I really like the submission per se. It truly is a good read and without the race (which can no longer be selected during character creation) and the missing statement regarding your understanding of the dogma, I'd approve it right away.
« on: October 13, 2023, 04:20:25 am »
Full Name: Valanya Godwinson
Class(es): Paladin, possible CDQ for Sorcerer in the future
Race: Half Elf
The family of Valanya Godwinson have always been part of the weave; generations of Godwinsons have been wizards for as long as she remembers.
Valanya was brought up by her father and other close family, for her elven mother died when Valanya was 12 on an archaeological expedition to the dragon isles, searching for magical artefacts.
Given her boisterous upbringing (she has 3 brothers); she understandably has a good grasp of fighting and finding the enemies (or older brothers) weak spots. Although Valanya has many half elven tendencies, her human upbringing has given a more human view of the world, too young to fully understand her mother’s elven influence.
Given her families dedication to Lucinda, it was obvious that Valanya would proceed down a path related to her, as 2 of her brother had already proceeded to become mages (the other is a baker).
As long as she could remember Valanya felt the weave differently from her kin. It scared her that it seemed more dominant and forceful than the magic her brothers had strived so hard to master through years of intense study. Many times she had nightmares of fire and explosions and awoke with singed bed clothes. She told her father, Gawain of these visions, and he understood that unlike any of his other wizard ancestors, there was a potential Sorcerer in the family. He knew little of his wife’s ancestry and suspects she inherited it from her. He was proud to have such magic potential in his family but feared for her safety, as only other sorcerers could nurture this intuition based gift, as he could instruct her little, only ever methodically learning from books and ancient texts.
However, another idea struck him and he recommended the Knightly Order of Lucinda, for as powerful with the weave as she was, she was a strong, just and noble girl, full of energy and devoted to Lucinda. With the rigorous training under seasoned Paladins he hoped she could either channel her energy into the protection of Lucinda and the weave, or one day conquer her own fears and realise her potential as a Sorcerer, and honour Lucinda with the weave.
Gawain took his daughter to the temple of Lucinda and explained her plight to the Protectors, they understood her unique problem and agreed to train her, we she excelled in the use of a rapier.
1.Valanya has a natural talent for the weave, bubbling under her surface like fire. However, Valanya has suppressed it as she wishes to take a more assertive role in defending her tenets and has pledged her self to a Paladins servitude to Lucinda. Though she has doubts whether she can suppress the bubbling raw magic it forever.
2. Valanya’s adherence to Lucinda’s laws are as much instinctive as consciously aware, although she knows them rigorously. Valanya intends to promote and defend the weave in all its forms and guises, particularly in strength and wisdom.
3.When danger looms and the weave is threatened, Valanya tends to wear full armour and a wields a rapier and shield, however in peace time she wears long flowing purple and white robes that dance in the wind, symbolising the ever flowing weave.
« on: September 14, 2023, 10:49:31 pm »
*Cask looks thru the armors and weaponry with a bit more coin this time. Placing his armor and shield in the free donation bin hoping it will help someone else.*
Bronze Full Plate
Bronze Kite Shield
Irom Dwarven Waraxe
Iron Full Plate
Bronze Tower Shield
Adamantium Dwarven Waraxe
Remaining Credit: 0
I’m playing from the Eastern US time zone and I'm a returning GM. I was on the team back in 2011. I first started playing Layonara in 2006. I met a lot of really cool people here. I come from a long, long roleplaying background. Anyway, real life pulled me away with a cross country move for work, my master’s degree program, and later a cancer diagnosis for both my wife and I. We both beat it and I’m pushing 5 years now in the clear. The kids are grown up, graduated college, have good jobs, and are mostly on their own. I’ve been back to Layonara since last fall and I’m now ready to do some part time GM work. So… a little bit about my GM style.
1.) I enjoy putting together short impromptu quest sessions most. My ideal groups are smaller. I’m likely to limit participation to no more than 3-6 players. If I schedule a quest its usually “first come first serve.” I love dropping random monsters or encounters on players without formal quests. If you are in the Deep and start seeing weird stuff and it starts becoming much more difficult… A good bet is that I’m probably in the server.
2.) After I have had a fair amount of time re-learning the tools and lore I will run CDQ’s, but there are some caveats. Characters need to be below 10th level. You need to have a journal with enough material for me to work with. Although I will run Corath themed quests, I will not involve myself in ones affecting leadership positions in the church or other affiliated organizations. My main player character could potentially create conflicts (real or imagined.) If I get more than two pending CDQ’s I’ll shut myself off from more signups until further notice. It might be a long time too. I’m not keen on the idea of running them one after another continuously. For the time being I am closed, but I'm open to discussing future ones though now via PM's in Discord.
3.) Good RP will get you good XP… Excellent RP will get you excellent XP. No RP will get you a rust monster.
4.) Actions have consequences… some can be long lasting. Some might be awesome. Some might make you cry.
5.) I’m kind of picky about sleeping/resting. You don’t have to ask permission, but out in the wild places of the world, camps should be set up and night watches placed. Study your spell books, talk with each other a little bit, eat a little food, etc. In towns I don’t want to see you dropping in the middle of the busy street to rest. Find a place that makes sense.
6.) Loot should be split among all players at the end of the quest round-robin style. True should be evenly divided. No hiding or stealing… even if your class or alignment makes sense.
7.) Please have some patience with my use of mechanics and lore... it has been a long time since I have done this work.
8.) I reserve the right to make changes to this later.
« on: February 09, 2023, 06:23:26 pm »
Bought 5x Crystal Rod IV @2500T
Stygian is weaving his way among the stalls of the Leringard market looking for interesting odds and ends. He is nibbling out of a small bowl of shaved ice covered in blackberry syrup. While licking the wooden spoon he is abruptly bumped by a burly man wearing the badge of a member of the dockworker’s guild and his shaved ice tumbles to the ground. He stares at it for a few minutes… anger rising in him like a furnace being coaxed to life. The man growls at Stygian “Stay out of my way little man.” Stygian smiles. “Forgive me sir. I should have been paying closer attention to my surroundings. I was looking for rare magical items masquerading as mundane junk. Luckily, I found a few…” He pauses as the large man shows immediate interest and he responds... “I wish I could find something magical to bring that shrew of a wife of mine to heel.” Stygian smiles. There is an evil glint in his eye that almost dissuades the large man… almost. Stygian says, "my name is Adder, and for a simple bowl of shaved ice with some blackberry syrup I’ll provide you the cure for your unfortunate marital situation. No other charge.” The man turns and hurriedly makes his way to the shaved ice vendor.
When the man returns with Stygian’s bowl of shaved ice, they head to a nearby alleyway for some privacy. Stygian extends his hand and opens it. Inside is a small leather pouch. “There is a magical dust inside this pouch. When your wife is in the kitchen cutting up the meat for your dinner, pour this dust into your palm and toss it into the air in a way that it will cover both of you… then tell her how you feel about her being a shrew. I assure you, things will resolve themselves.” The man takes the pouch with a grunt and quickly leaves without so much as a thank you. *Stygian chuckles as he leaves and wonders how things will turn out with all that Star Dust of Grand floating in the air in such a small room full of cutlery.
I would like to thank everyone for all of the warm “welcome backs” in game and Discord. Coming back to Layonara after so many years has been a treat. Sort of like seeing family after a long absence. Looking forward to spending more time in game becoming familiar with the locations, experiencing the changes, and spreading the evil of Corath across the lands once more.
« on: September 13, 2022, 02:39:11 am »
Clearly drunk, Belgar clatters in on his horse jeering at the halfling attendant. As he rounds the corner into the resources room, he falls over the side of his horse crashing into the adamantium chest. He stumbles to his feet and across the room to the iron trunk, whereupon he starts throwing bars of iron toward his pack, managing to count out twenty after a few mistakes. He then staggers his way to the end of the room and grabs 6 lion pelts while roughly wrestling a dire tiger skin from his pack and stuffing it into the wrong chest. Finally, he tries to whistle to Steve, his trusty steed, but can't muster the lip coordination. Yelling at poor Steve, Belgar grabs his pack and nearly manages to mount the poor pony but falls over backward at the most crucial stage. In pure fright, Steve rears up and bolts, dragging the hapless dwarf on his back shouting and flailing out the door.
20x iron ingots@75 1500
6x lion pelts@75 450
1x dire tiger skin@100 100
Previous balance 56377.4
New balance 54527.4
Later that day Tagnar finds Belgar asleep in a tent in Center and reminds the dwarf he owes his 10% at SBs
Donation left 195
« on: July 18, 2022, 06:17:33 am »
*Leo walks in to the saddles bags and starts to browse he proceeds to look at some fine rings taking two from the counter sliding them on a hand and leaving a bag of trues on the counter*
// purchase 2x lesser abilty rings owls , left 3500 in the chest
Sipping on his morning coffee, the realtor thumbs through his ledgers and is suddenly startled when the door swings open, crashing nearly off its hinges.
"I need a place to lay low, nice an private loike. no questions asked," grumbles the sullen one-eyed dwarf through a long black matted beard. The stench on his breath a sickening sweet mix of rye and bloodlust.
"That will be a hefty order sir... for on such as you? Fifty-Thousand." the realtor chortles, expecting this ill-kept vagabond to be priced out of the market. "And we don\t offer lines of credit"
"Fifty Thousand? That all?" the dwarf casually pulls open a loop from his enchanted bag and digs through its contents as a prospector of many things. "Ye take coin, emerald, mithral, ruby or skulls?"
"Just the coin, thank you." The merchant simmers.
With a jingle, a single burlap sack, stained with the blood of countless giants, ogres, trollocs and various other beasties lands with a crack on the table, which creaks and buckles under its weight.
"You could have just had a bank note issued... it's two doors down you know"
"Yeah, I know! Now get to counting, I ain't got all day!"
And with that, the dwarven pirate chortled and marches off to his new home overlooking the lake of bountiful carp. The lawn soon begins to clutter with the skulls of various exotic monsters, artfully placed as any garden gnome.
A new reign of terror begins.
ive decided to get back in to game after around 14 years , cant wait to be honest see what has changed whats the same.... looking forward to hopefully seeing some old faces .. meet some new ones .
Like it says, a long time +/- 10 years. Just popped in to see what's new, say hello to anyone I knew and maybe dip my toe (not sure even how to redo everything anymore) I have to admit I miss playing Volga.