Registering as a magic user really put me in a conundrum as a player. Actually history, as well as nerd history, has multiple instances where registering a number of the population did not turn out well. The Jewish people were registered by Nazis. Mutants were registered in X-Men. The Avengers were torn apart, Captain America vs Iron Man, by the thought of being registered by the government. History, real and imagined, has taught me to be wary of registering. Memberships, on the other hand, include multiple privileges. The membership in this game gives one access to sleeping quarters, spells, components, peers, and a mentor, should the character need one. I want to feel, in my heart of hearts, that the Game Master really plans to lean on the membership aspect of this wizard registration act. However, he has seen all the movies and read all the comic books I have, and I know he understands the potential pitfalls of making yourself known to the government. Giving yourself a number. ...
My thief Kryphon was the twin brother of a character who decided to be a paladin. Kryphon was increasingly evil as the campaign went on, but he intentionally kept himself in check around his brother...when he was around. In the end, it was wise that the GM chose Kryphon to be taken out and replaced by a doppelganger in the Haunted Halls of Eveningstar.
ReplyDeleteHa! I'm wise to your game gov. You're not going to get me to incriminate myself, no sir.
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ReplyDeleteAnd what, exactly is your thief's address, again David?
(If you are wise to my game, then you realize I'm trying to glean some cool NPC info/ideas by getting people to tell me about their character. ;) )
Thief? Dear sir, what an awful word. My name is Narillo Scarlazzi and I am an honorable locksmith.
ReplyDeleteWell my latest heist, with some help, was to relief a certain jeweler of some hot gems. The rumor goes that he is one of the fences of the Velvet Paws. I also heard some nights ago, that during the wedding of one of the richest families around here the brides diadem, called the Cartier-Diadem, got stolen before the ceremony. What a brazeness!
Excuse me now, please. I have to meet one of my own fences, err... partners, for a most important transaction.
Pleased to meet you, locksmith.
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