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Young New World => Out Into the World => Topic started by: Asinjin on June 25, 2025, 12:46:31 AM

Title: On the Road to Lyneed, We Ran into Peril
Post by: Asinjin on June 25, 2025, 12:46:31 AM
For dealing with the 'random' encounters on the road to Lynkeed, everyone gets 500xp with personal to come.
Title: Re: On the Road to Lyneed, We Ran into Peril
Post by: Asinjin on June 25, 2025, 12:47:38 AM
Farcus Hamheld is the halfling guide.

Jessie (unless Valdis decides he does not want to) arrives to meet with you during you full day in the city)

It is the 24th day of the 6th month of 818.
Title: Re: On the Road to Lyneed, We Ran into Peril
Post by: Hero on June 25, 2025, 06:18:23 PM
At some point can we cover the Roland time scry that Yoshi did for Gareth?
Title: Re: On the Road to Lyneed, We Ran into Peril
Post by: Hero on June 25, 2025, 06:24:27 PM
It is the 24th day of the 6th month of 818.
Also, did you intentionally set the in game date to be the same as the actual date we played, or did it just coincidentally work out that way?
Title: Re: On the Road to Lyneed, We Ran into Peril
Post by: whitesword on June 25, 2025, 08:25:31 PM
I did not get a chance to post this on the last thread:

Laz, generally not paying attention, hears: “Farming, luck, ancestry, and small towns” and says “Wait, what? I thought we were going to defeat servants of the storm god. I’m a big believer in violence, especially as a problem solving tool, but I’m not going to wipe out a bunch of Halfling farmers.”
Title: Re: On the Road to Lyneed, We Ran into Peril
Post by: Asinjin on June 25, 2025, 10:47:05 PM
Also, did you intentionally set the in game date to be the same as the actual date we played, or did it just coincidentally work out that way?

coincidence
Title: Re: On the Road to Lyneed, We Ran into Peril
Post by: Valdis on June 26, 2025, 12:52:08 AM
The first night at the inn, while everyone is finishing up their evening meal, everyone overhears a familiar tune being played by that evenings performer, a halfling bard.  Everyone is concerned until they hear the lyrics...

🎭 Ode to the Last Great Bard
(Parody of one of Isaac's songs OoC:“If Today Was Your Last Day” )

[Verse 1]
He strode in with sequins, lute in hand
Said, “No need for a sword — I command!”
He charmed a sphinx with a single smirk, Then cried when his Glamered Boots got dirt
He'd adjust his cuffs in the midst of fights (Would you, Could you)

[Chorus]
🎵 If today was his last show,
We'd recall his boots not a killing blow
We’d remember his hair more than any foe (Would you, Could you)
He claimed he tanked with style and sass
But all his scrolls were framed headshots in glass
Ran from fights to preserve his ass (Would you, Could you)
🎵 If today was his last show, (Would you, Could you)
🎵 (If today was his last show)

[Verse 2]
He once seduced a banshee ghost
Said, “Even the dead know who shines the most”
Claimed his cologne caused enemies to rue
(Somnium, Somnium)
He kissed a prince, then blamed a spell
Then wrote a song called "Oops, But 'Eh',Oh Well"

[Chorus]
🎵 If this was his final tune,
We’d hum along out of pity, not swoon
Considered everyone not him a goon
He sang of honor, loss, and pride
Then tripped on his new Cape mid-stride
Announced his titles in every town
We’d let him believe he stole the glow
We’d read his poems etched in gold
About the time he “soloed” that kobold
He courted a dryad for her tree
Then posed beside it for publicity
Then rhymed his name six times with “divine”
🎵 If this was his final tune,

[Bridge – Spoken or sung softly]
🎵 If today was his last show,
🎵 His song was loud, but his sword stayed clean
🎵 Faced all dangers armed with charisma… and poor impulse control”
🎵 He was brave…His story… a one-man bardic fever dream, Let his legend fade, We’ll just call it our Ode to the Last Great Bard

[Chorus – Final Repeat]
🎵 If today was his last show,
We’d throw a toast and let him go
He’d encore three times against a foe.
He gave his all — of that, we’re sure
Just none of it helped the party endure
In the fray never once drew steel
He wore his ego like a blade
Sharp, untested, overly displayed
We’d hang his portrait in the bathroom stall
He'd end each fight unmarred
Let his legacy echo through the yard
In this, our Ode to the Last Great Bard
🎵 If today was his last show

As the halfling bard finishes, you hear a lot of cheering and laughing from the crowd
Title: Re: On the Road to Lyneed, We Ran into Peril
Post by: Asinjin on June 26, 2025, 08:36:31 AM
100xp for Jessie.
Title: Re: On the Road to Lyneed, We Ran into Peril
Post by: Malchia on June 26, 2025, 09:11:22 AM
Well, that was brilliant. Well done, sir.