04-23-2013, 08:20 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-30-2013, 06:36 PM by TrollSlayer.)
Okay, I'm picking up another RPGSolo campaign, which will hopefully last longer than one combat this time around. *incoherent muttering generally aimed against the RPGSolo RNG and my own poor tactics*
This time around, I'm playing a Succubus 1//Dread Necromancer 1 gestalt and a Vampire Spawn 1//Sorcerer 1 gestalt. Here goes.
This is the epic tale of the vampire Jerianghatet (Jerry for short), and his beloved succubus wife Xandria. Theirs is a story of love transcending the planes and death - she gave up her rank in the lower planes to dwell with him, he gave up his mortality and possessions to live with her forever. The wedding was short and unattended, though not without its charm: it took place in a cemetery and had a proper sacrificial altar and everything. So now Jerry and Xandria roam the earth together, searching to achieve ultimate arcane power and world domination.
Where do we first find our two love-stricken protagonists/antagonists?
Hire mercenaries at the supernatural rooftop.
Since Jerry and Xandria are rather short on cash, and since world domination cannot be achieved on a shoestring, they're hiring out their services as mercenaries to crime lords and various other wealthy evildoers. And what better place to hire themselves out than the Nerull Bar & Grill, the city's main rendezvous for scum and villainy of all types? The Nerull Bar & Grill is situated on the rooftop of Fatso's Tavern, hidden from prying eyes and ears (and noses) by powerful magic.
Jerry walks up to the tavern, followed by Xandria. "A pint of blood, please," says Jerry. "And a pan-planar gargle-blaster for me," adds Xandria. The bartender, a gruff looking orc with "Gruumsh is my homeboy" tattooed on his forearm, hands the drinks to Jerry and Xandria. He leans forward. "Say, I haven't seen you two before. Anything I can do for a fellow villain?"
"Well, as a matter of fact, we're looking to sell our services to somebody rich and powerful." Xandria explains. The bartender raises a bushy red eyebrow suggestively. "An attractive succubus like you shouldn't have too much difficulty selling your services", he says, grinning slightly. Xandria is unimpressed. "Mercenary services, I meant."
Does the bartender tell the PCs of a potential customer.
Yes, and...
What type of customer?
Overindulge / Danger.
A daredevil. A humanoid daredevil?
No, but... +Event: Triumph / A plot
"Oh. Those sort of services. Well, there's an Aranea over there who's been looking for some people to help her on a personal quest of hers - if you like, I'll introduce you two to her. It'll be my pleasure."
Jerry and Xandria follow the orc to a table seated by only one customer, an Aranea in hybrid form, wearing black sunglasses and a trench coat, and eating a white rabbit. The orc introduces the Aranea: "Meet Morphea, one of my most valuable patrons. Morphea, meet - wait, what did you two say your names were?" - Jerianghatet and Xandria quickly introduce themselves to Morphea - "Right, and these two fine fiends are interested in joining you in your venture. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got work to attend to." The bartender quickly slips off to clean up a mess on the floor caused by a Skeleton trying to drink ale.
What sort of job does the Aranea have in store?
Coolly / Mature.
Adjourn / Illusions.
Morphea beckons the PCs to a chair. Once Jerry and Xandria are seated comfortably, she calmly begins to speak.
"What is The Dreaming? It is all around you, even in this very tavern. You can see it when you look into the sky or when you look upon a victim. You can feel it when you cast a spell... when you go to the cemetery... when you avoid paying your taxes. It is the world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth."
"What truth?" Jerry and Xandria ask in unison.
"Your world isn't real. Constructs have trapped your mind in a spell so powerful that you never get a saving throw against it. Have you ever seen an illusion spell that you were so sure was real? You are living in one."
Jerry asks politely "So where does that leave us, as your mercenaries?"
Ascend the throne at the giant alley.
Morphea smiles, displaying her mandibles. "There is a magical throne hidden in a gigantic underground alley. I will provide the directions to the alley in this sheet of paper. Take it. Once you have found the throne, you must climb onto it and survive the experience. Good luck."
"What about, you know, remuneration and out-of-pocket expenses and so forth?" Jerry asks.
"All I can offer is the truth."
"I meant something more along the lines of cold hard cash."
"Oh, that. Don't you worry, you will be amply rewarded for your service, if and when you survive. You are dismissed, go fulfil your quest."
Jerry and Xandria get up, throw a silver piece to the bartender, and leave the building. The last they see and hear of Morphea that day is her yelling at the barmaid "Soup!? How am I supposed to eat soup if there is no spoon?"
Once they're well clear of the building, Xandria turns to Jerry. "That girl is two components short of a Wish spell."
"You can say that again."
[To be continued, obviously]
This time around, I'm playing a Succubus 1//Dread Necromancer 1 gestalt and a Vampire Spawn 1//Sorcerer 1 gestalt. Here goes.
This is the epic tale of the vampire Jerianghatet (Jerry for short), and his beloved succubus wife Xandria. Theirs is a story of love transcending the planes and death - she gave up her rank in the lower planes to dwell with him, he gave up his mortality and possessions to live with her forever. The wedding was short and unattended, though not without its charm: it took place in a cemetery and had a proper sacrificial altar and everything. So now Jerry and Xandria roam the earth together, searching to achieve ultimate arcane power and world domination.
Where do we first find our two love-stricken protagonists/antagonists?
Hire mercenaries at the supernatural rooftop.
Since Jerry and Xandria are rather short on cash, and since world domination cannot be achieved on a shoestring, they're hiring out their services as mercenaries to crime lords and various other wealthy evildoers. And what better place to hire themselves out than the Nerull Bar & Grill, the city's main rendezvous for scum and villainy of all types? The Nerull Bar & Grill is situated on the rooftop of Fatso's Tavern, hidden from prying eyes and ears (and noses) by powerful magic.
Jerry walks up to the tavern, followed by Xandria. "A pint of blood, please," says Jerry. "And a pan-planar gargle-blaster for me," adds Xandria. The bartender, a gruff looking orc with "Gruumsh is my homeboy" tattooed on his forearm, hands the drinks to Jerry and Xandria. He leans forward. "Say, I haven't seen you two before. Anything I can do for a fellow villain?"
"Well, as a matter of fact, we're looking to sell our services to somebody rich and powerful." Xandria explains. The bartender raises a bushy red eyebrow suggestively. "An attractive succubus like you shouldn't have too much difficulty selling your services", he says, grinning slightly. Xandria is unimpressed. "Mercenary services, I meant."
Does the bartender tell the PCs of a potential customer.
Yes, and...
What type of customer?
Overindulge / Danger.
A daredevil. A humanoid daredevil?
No, but... +Event: Triumph / A plot
"Oh. Those sort of services. Well, there's an Aranea over there who's been looking for some people to help her on a personal quest of hers - if you like, I'll introduce you two to her. It'll be my pleasure."
Jerry and Xandria follow the orc to a table seated by only one customer, an Aranea in hybrid form, wearing black sunglasses and a trench coat, and eating a white rabbit. The orc introduces the Aranea: "Meet Morphea, one of my most valuable patrons. Morphea, meet - wait, what did you two say your names were?" - Jerianghatet and Xandria quickly introduce themselves to Morphea - "Right, and these two fine fiends are interested in joining you in your venture. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got work to attend to." The bartender quickly slips off to clean up a mess on the floor caused by a Skeleton trying to drink ale.
What sort of job does the Aranea have in store?
Coolly / Mature.
Adjourn / Illusions.
Morphea beckons the PCs to a chair. Once Jerry and Xandria are seated comfortably, she calmly begins to speak.
"What is The Dreaming? It is all around you, even in this very tavern. You can see it when you look into the sky or when you look upon a victim. You can feel it when you cast a spell... when you go to the cemetery... when you avoid paying your taxes. It is the world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth."
"What truth?" Jerry and Xandria ask in unison.
"Your world isn't real. Constructs have trapped your mind in a spell so powerful that you never get a saving throw against it. Have you ever seen an illusion spell that you were so sure was real? You are living in one."
Jerry asks politely "So where does that leave us, as your mercenaries?"
Ascend the throne at the giant alley.
Morphea smiles, displaying her mandibles. "There is a magical throne hidden in a gigantic underground alley. I will provide the directions to the alley in this sheet of paper. Take it. Once you have found the throne, you must climb onto it and survive the experience. Good luck."
"What about, you know, remuneration and out-of-pocket expenses and so forth?" Jerry asks.
"All I can offer is the truth."
"I meant something more along the lines of cold hard cash."
"Oh, that. Don't you worry, you will be amply rewarded for your service, if and when you survive. You are dismissed, go fulfil your quest."
Jerry and Xandria get up, throw a silver piece to the bartender, and leave the building. The last they see and hear of Morphea that day is her yelling at the barmaid "Soup!? How am I supposed to eat soup if there is no spoon?"
Once they're well clear of the building, Xandria turns to Jerry. "That girl is two components short of a Wish spell."
"You can say that again."
[To be continued, obviously]