Hello Trent Hergenrader,

PELE'S TEARS TRANSCRIPT WITH USER RP

*** (10:31 PM) THE GUARD CHAT ROOM

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<RP 22:30> I'm here. Just getting a beverage.

USER GM HAS LOGGED ON

<GM 22:31> Hey there. How wuz work?
<RP 22:33> Lame. I'm red to go now tho
<GM 22:33> Just about to paste this...
<GM 22:34> The Mansion has been buzzing with activity ever since Delia Reichman was rescued. Any time you've not been posted you've got someone--a servant in the home or a fellow guard member--asking you in hushed voices about what happened that night and how much you were involved. To your credit, you have stayed honest to this point: you saw someone in trouble and chose to break the rules to help a comrade in need; it just turned out lucky for you that there happened to be an heiress to the MPD throne involved or you'd just as likely have been excommunicated from the MPD...or worse.
<GM 22:34> Two days have passed and you've been reassigned from guarding the front gate--which is a cold and miserable post--to something altogether more palatable: guarding Delia Reichman. You're still on the second shift but instead of standing in the blustering rain, you stand in the antechamber of Ms. Reichman's personal suite. Yesterday was your first day on the shift and D. Reichman didn't show her face; the guard you relieved said she retired early the evening and did not expect to rise before the next morning.
<RP 22:34> Ahhhh slow down
<GM 22:34> You're finding the warmth and coziness of the room makes it difficult to stand watch. Your duty is to provide whatever services she needs without letting her out of your sight. You can escort her to any wing of the house but not outside or off the property. At quarter to eleven the door to her bedroom opens and she's standing there in nothing but a nightshirt that hangs at mid-thigh. She looks at you with a pouty expression and says she can't sleep. You just about swallow your tongue
<GM 22:35> Just say when you're ready.
<RP 22:37> OK caught up
<RP 22:37> Thx
<GM 22:37> I CAN'T SLEEP (remem all caps is dialogue)
<RP 22:38> I'M SORRY TO HEAR THAT. CAN I HELP IN SOME WAY?
<GM 22:38> YOU CAN RELAX A LITTLE. IT'S LIKE YOU'RE STANDING AT ATTENTION
<GM 22:38> (double-entendre intended) ;)
<RP 22:39> LOL dick
<GM 22:39> Yes, tha'ts the joke!
<RP 22:39> ROFLMAO
<GM 22:39> THEY TELL ME YOU'RE THE ONE WHO SAVED ME OUT THERE
<RP 22:40> YES MA'AM!
<GM 22:40> I SHOULD BUY YOU A DRINK
<GM 22:40> She heads over to a cabinet and pulls down a bottle of something and a couple glasses
<RP 22:41> I CAN'T. I'M ON DUTY
<GM 22:41> she wrinkles her nose at you and puts a glass of amber liquid below your nose. HOW ABOUT "THAT'S AN ORDER, PRIVATE."
<RP 22:42> Is this for real? Is she like hitting on>
<RP 22:42> me?
<GM 22:42> It appears that way
<RP 22:42> Then it's got to be some sort of trap. I decline the drink
<GM 22:43> She's very persuasive though. And very attractive.
<RP 22:43> Why would she just come out and start hitting on me? That makes no sense.
<RP 22:43> NO THANKS
<GM 22:44> Well, she's VERY persuasive. You might not have a choice.
<RP 22:44> What? come on
<GM 22:45> (evil laugh) Give me a roll of CHARISMA + EMPAHTY
<RP 22:45> FML. Two dots.
<RP 22:45> What's this mean exactly?
<GM 22:46> It's a contested role. You roll your two and each of your successes eliminates her success
<GM 22:46> She wins, you cave. You win, your will wins out.
<RP 22:46> How many is she rolling?
<GM 22:46> Don't you wish you knew?
<RP 22:47> [ 6 7 ]
<RP 22:47> Two successes!
<GM 22:47> Yes, so you're quite suspicious as you raise the glass to your lips and drink.
<RP 22:47> Shit.
<RP 22:48> How many did she have?
<GM 22:48> A lot. But she only edged you by one success. Still, drinky drinky...
<GM 22:48> It's whisky, and it burns your tender lips.
<RP 22:49> Eff you
<RP 22:49> >;)
<GM 22:49> Yeah, it doesn't feel right going down. Doesn't feel good at all.
<RP 22:50> OMG, don't tell me--there was something in the DRINK!!!
<RP 22:50> </sarcasm>
<GM 22:50> It does seem that way...
<GM 22:51> But then suddenly you find that she's pleading for your help. She's wearing a flowing white gown and tells you that they're going to feed her to the dragon in the morning.
<RP 22:51> WTF? LOL
<GM 22:52> Yes, and she needs someone brave to help her escape. They abuse her, her wicked stepsisters do...
<RP 22:52> (sigh) So can I say no?
<GM 22:52> Nyet. You help hatch an escape plan and, just about when you're ready to execute it, you feel a sharp pain in your head and all the lights go out
<RP 22:53> Shit
<RP 22:53> Just out of curiosity, what did she slip me?
<GM 22:53> < jack >
<GM 22:53> But you don't know that of course
<GM 22:54> You wake up sometime later and you're instantly put in plastic cuffs and brought to the sergeant of the watch
<RP 22:54> Oh god. Is talking going to do any good?
<GM 22:54> No, probably not
<RP 22:55> fastforward then. What happens?
<GM 22:55> They drag you down and he shouts at you calling you stupid and incompentent and how could you do this and that
<RP 22:55> If they're going to execute me let's just get it over with.
<RP 22:56> I've got drinking to do
<GM 22:56> No, given your current feather count they decide to go easy on you. They expel you instead.
<RP 22:56> Oh goodie! You said that's like death.
<GM 22:57> Well, they beat the living hell out of you for starters. They also break out a branding iron and sear a big O or zero (take your pick) on your forehead, marking you as an MPD outsider
<RP 22:57> Whoa that's sick! OMG
<GM 22:57> Then they dump you in the root cellar and you damn near freeze to death but luckily (?) you survive
<RP 22:58> I pound on the doors yelling I'VE BEEN FRAMED
<GM 22:58> Three guys come in and give you the business for your morning breakfast and tie a black hood over your head.
<RP 22:58> This sucks
<RP 22:58> This is bullshit
<RP 22:59> I didn't even get a CHANCE
<GM 22:59> Then they order you to march. And you march for some time, handcuffed. A few hours. It's a cold morning
<RP 22:59> Did I grab a muffin from the buffet on the way out?
<GM 23:00> One of them says WE'RE CROSSING THE RIVER NOW POSTEN. YOU KNOW THE RULE. IF YOU'RE CAUGHT ON THE EAST SIDE OF THE RIVER YOU WILL BE SHOT ON SIGHT.
<RP 23:00> Is that the rule? In the game world?
<GM 23:01> It is now. I'm making this all up as I go.
<RP 23:01> LOL
<GM 23:02> One jerks you to a stop. You feel your plastic cuffs sliced off and then you see stars explode inside the hood as you crash to the ground. As your head reels you hear a low voice in your ear say TAKE THIS AND GOOD LUCK. NO HARD FEELINGS. You feel the handle of the knife pressed into your hand. And then they're gone.
<RP 23:02> Thanks for NOTHING assholes
<RP 23:03> So where am I?
<GM 23:03> You're not entirely sure. You're in the part of town known as the western reaches, whatever is west of the Juneau River. You don't know your way around here.
<RP 23:03> But I do know Rivertown?
<GM 23:03> MPD territory? Yes, you know that pretty well.
<RP 23:03> What do I have on me?
<GM 23:04> Heh. A knife. A decent one.
<GM 23:04> One reasonably warm outfit. Your boots. That's it.
<RP 23:05> No food? No other weapons? Supplies?
<GM 23:05> Nope. A good scar.
<RP 23:06> Ugh. They should have just killed me.
<RP 23:06> Okay. Are they still around?
<GM 23:06> The MPD guards who dumped you? Not that you can see.
<RP 23:07> I head back over the river.
<GM 23:07> Ballsy
<RP 23:08> How long before I know where I am?
<GM 23:08> Give it a few blocks to get your bearings but I can figure it out
<RP 23:08> Do you care if we stop here?
<GM 23:09> No, that's fine if you want.
<GM 23:09> I was going to role for random encounters to see what happens next but that can wait
<RP 23:11> Yeah, let's pick it up next week if we can. Email with any info, kay?
<GM 23:11> U got it

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