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Assassination 101

unpublished

"Welcome to H. M. Broderick's School for Young Individuals. Here, classes are difficult and challenging to allow children to become intelligent, quick-witted, -and above all- clever." School Statement. For years, children the world over are scouted and eventually selected to enter the prestigious school, H. M. Broderick's School for Young Individuals. Every year a few hundred children walk it's halls and attend classes such as Chemistry, Anatomy, and P.E. mostly. Ordinary people are kept out of the school, and not even the pupils are allowed to speak of it. You, young one, are hereby selected to enter this prestigious school. What will you learn in your time here... one can only wonder.... NOTE: THIS GAME MAY CONTAIN ONE OR MORE OF THE FOLLOWING VIOLENCE SCENES OF A GRAPHIC NATURE A MALE POINT OF VIEW USE OF DRUGS AND/OR ALCOHOL VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED FOR CHILDREN UNDER THE AGE OF 13.

I guess I should rename it to the "everyone does whatever they want to" failsafe.

I'd rather argue with an elf than a giant IMO

If the game is moving too slow then I'll probably just institute the "fuck it, let's charge right in clause" if we still haven't reached consensus by tomorrow then i'll make it happen.

Since it was getting a little cluttered in the other thread, if you have any comments about the game you can just post here instead.

OOG (out of game) IKR!?! it wasn't even my idea! O_O

I chose a name for a city which is also the name of something from my little pony. Rad.

You were all hired to take out the bandits who are occupying the city. They payment would greatly help your mercenary company with its member's salaries and you currently only sense evil coming from the city below.

You're a duelist. You're holding a shortened broadsword in your main hand and a dagger in the other. Peachy? Assassins and Nick have daggers, magic based characters have staves, the giant has a club and the battlemage has a battleaxe. All weapons are of fair quality and are reliable, but could use a replacement.

(quick notes: please denote when talking in or out of character to make it easier for people trying to follow. Also, if you want to know more about a situation then merely post "I want to know more about etc." and you'll be informed about it within reason.)

Celestia Noon The Celestian bazaar should have been a lively place. Merchants hawking their wares, busybodies wandering from stall to stall searching for that one item, a small cloud of dust should have been in the process of being kicked up by the mass of crowd that should have been shopping in the packed plaza. However, this was not the case. The entire district was deserted. Not even crows dared to fly over the city, for the stench of magic was driving off all life from the area. Krell smiled greedily at his handiwork. Not even an hour earlier he had ordered his battlemage to clear the city of life, and now the entire city of Celestia (and all the treasure contained within) belonged to him thanks to his cleverness in finding a loophole in the city's defenses. "Foolish humans!" cried the clever troll "they tinks they cun mess wit me, trowing me out! Bah! Now look at who got thrown out! Bwahahahaha!" Unfortunately for Krell, his spoil fest would have to be cut short. Slowly, out of the shadow of the building behind Krell, crept a silent intruder. Without any trace of his actions he left the city and traveled to a nearby ridge overlooking it. It was then that the spy dropped his invisibility and revealed his identity. Nick Caraway, the Shadow. A human male with taste for heroism. He calmly walked up the ridge toward his friends and comrades, who had been sent on a mission to purge Celestia of all intruders. There was the giant, Dylis Blackwell. A fighter wielding a club the size of a human man and the strength of ten. The assassins West and Ravelin Darkblade who bickered over their work like an old married couple. Ner'Xul Shadehet, a Battlemage versed in healing magic sighed at the two assassin's arguments. He really didn't see the point in fighting when in the end he was the one who had to patch up wounds. Then there were the two spellcasters. Ariadne, the warlock was a sight to behold. Clear drow heritage sometimes confused lesser souls into believing she was a succubus in disguise and Rilla Kobot, a mage well versed in the destruction of her foes. And last, but not least, there was Wolf. He was a self taught duelist who could easily spot the good in everyone, well almost everyone. Nick smiled at the rag-tag bunch and gave his report on the condition of the city. "Hey guys, nothing much happening inside the city. Just a score or two of bandits, a battlemage, and maybe they had a few caged beasties. Not too sure about them. So what's the plan?" (Discuss what the plan is amongst yourself and once a plan is accepted by the group then the story will advance.)