Friday, July 29, 2011

Story

Aldrec Thorton wakes up with a pounding head.  Surroundings are a sandy beach, ocean as far as you can see, and a thick forest.  You are wearing average rags.  You have a sack.

Balthier wakes up stuck in a tree, haning by his once above-average threads.  They are reduced to average rags.  All you can see are trees.  A faint salty breeze ruffles your hair.  There is a sack about 20 feet below you on the forest floor.
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Aldrec opens up his sack all over the sand.  All kidding side though, there is a small knife inside.

Balthier climbs up to the highest branch he can get to, so fast he surprises himself (+1 climbing from crit)  Looking around, he can see most of what looks to be an island shore.  There's some bloke dicking around with his sack on one of the sandbars
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Aldrec tucks away his knife into his sack, and carrys his sack.  He then sacks around while waiting for sack.  Then takes a quick sack.  I mean nap.
...sack...

Balthier spots someone else on the way down from the tree.  There seems to be another bloke up a tree as well.  Continuing down, he finds in his sack a bucket and hatchet.
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Balthier shouts out to the other tree-fairing man, but to no avail.  He is too far away to hear, or is doing something rather loud.  In other news, The trees are oak, tough and sturdy, and the smaller ones could be cut down with a little work.  There are also vines, and copious piles of acorns the squirrles have yet to discover.
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Balthier heads off in the direction of the man in the tree.  Along the way, he finds a few plants with 4" needles.  He can't quite remember what they were called, but he thinks they are some varient of the nettle plant, and they carry a potent knock-out poison.  He manages to collect 6 mature spikes, and stores them safely in his bucket.
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Balthier calles up to the man in the tree:  "Hallo, chap!  How and who are you?"
From Balthier's point of view, the tree replies, "My name is Bob, and I'm doing just fine aside from the memory loss.  What brings you 'round these parts?"
After explaining his situation, Bob invites Balthier up into his tree.  Bob is cutting oak tree branches into planks, and collecting vines.
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Bob looks at you quizzically.  I do not know of anyone on the beach, but there are some great big shells out there.  Size of a man's head and whatnot.  Fairly creepy if you ask me.  I was gathering these here branches for a shelter, ive got about 8 planks.  I have me trusty hatchet, me father gave it to me.  And before that it was me grandfather's.  It goes all the way back to before my family can remember.  I'd be much thankful if you helped me build a bit here, I'll even show you a few tricks of the trade. (+1 woodworking, +1 woodcutting, +4 oak planks given to bob)
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Balthier helps Bob gather some wood planks for a few hours.  Unfortunately, Balthier falls out of the tree.  Upon climbing back up, he slips again.  After carefully arriving at the top again, he proceeds to drop the axe down the side.  His efforts are not in vain, and he does manage to cut some more oak planks for Bob.  After testing the potential for the bucket to be used as a tool, the rounded edges are a little too rounded to dig through the hard forest dirt, but it would go right through topsoil or sand.  It is a strong lightweight metal bucket, and is watertight.  After all his adventuring, he climbs safely back up to the branches again.  There is about 4 hours of sunlight left in the day.  (+6 oak planks to Bob, -4hp, -1 appearance due to dirt in face)
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Bob agrees that more hands equals more progress, and wishes you luck in finding that wayward sacker.
Upon returning, you notice a strange plant.  Only about 6" high, It looks like a miniature bamboo plant.  For some reason it stands out, but you can't see why.  There is also no bamboo on the island that you have seen so far.  Upon further examination, you see the roots are wrapped around a small rock the size of a man's fist.  This rock also holds your attention, but you can't quite place why.

1 comment:

  1. REPOST TIME

    Balthier:

    Using my hatchet, I cut a few of the jungle vines off of a nearby tree and wrap them around my hand as a fingerless glove.

    In my bare hand, I pick up the bamboo, while picking up the strange rock with my gloved hand. I am careful to not rip the plant off of the rock.

    I examine the rock and plant each closely to see if I understand anything about them.

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