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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 26, 2009 23:59:14 GMT -5
A half-human Court Bard in the service of the Lord Dugald, Zigler had a "falling out" with his Lord and proceed to wander aimlessly about the countryside. After a brief stint in the Nerfworld Court Zigler became restless and again wandered the countryside with nothing but a pack and a knife. Eventually he was chased into a Northern fog by a Hill Giant and suddenly found himself outside a town. Looking around he spied an old sign that read "MittelMarch."
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 26, 2009 23:48:46 GMT -5
I'm willing to help with Troll
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 26, 2009 22:57:59 GMT -5
cover can range from black socks and black panty hose to thinkgs specially made for the purpose. I myself use a gray boot sock. Speaking of which, Oof have you seen Tom's cover, I can't find it
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 26, 2009 15:25:17 GMT -5
If you want the backstory/history of MittelMarch and The Land Between the Lands. Check out the main site (mittelmarch.com) and read the Library section.
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 26, 2009 14:07:14 GMT -5
1) Do I have to come from a real place, an already thought-up fictional place (i.e Narnia), or can I just come up with my own name of a village in the middle of whoseville from the land of Uz?
You might want to be a little more creative then the Land of Uz. But you can come from almost anywhere so long as you realize that your in MittelMarch now.........(Mr T from off stage : Fol!)
2) I can go quite deep, but how deep is too deep, and how lacking is too lacking in depth of history? I really want to keep it simple, but knowing me, I will write 10 pages about my childhood before I get started on the main plot.
No advice here, wait for one of the more experienced to respond.
3) Does my name have to mean something, come from somewhere, or have any purpose as to why my parents dubbed me me?
No. If you want we can give you a name?
4) Do any/all plot scenarios including a curtain overlord or King have to be a specific 'real' person or, as asked earlier, can I just make them up?
You can make them up, just don't use names of other people in Dag w/out their permission.
5) Is there by chance a "template" of sorts I could use to give my character's "bio" a better feel to it instead of just writing a giant story and letting you get the idea of what wields, wears, likes to do, etc. ?
Try the "Getting to know you threads 1 & 2
If any of the answers regarding just making something up is a yes, it does have to already be a real/fictional person/place/thing, where might I find the resources to base off of?
huh?
A quicky about garbs: Would "flip-flops" be illegal for thong strapped footwear?
That would be a bad idea. You'll need something that at least grabs onto your heel so the foot doesn't slip off the damn thing in battle, and remember other people will be wearing boots, steel toed and otherwise.
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 23, 2009 23:16:54 GMT -5
thanks guys!
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 23, 2009 18:16:58 GMT -5
I actually have a valid question (for once) despite the trouble of bending the core at a sever angle, would tigerclaws be a viable Dag weapon?
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 23, 2009 3:30:03 GMT -5
Sitting in the chair, sleeping child in his arms, Zigler thinks, hard.
'Kotaro and Cathan can easily take care of any weapons they may 'come across'. Any food however will be a different matter. Especially if Tat intends to send some of it clear back to MittelMarch to help feed any people there. It would also be beneficial to have some form of two-way communication between here and there so news can travel. Kain says he will allow me to come and go as I please, but how far can I stretch that. I have no doubt that any of the MittelMarchers out here in the Shogunate would be welcomed back and disarmed. But of them all I am the only one with an alternative reason to come back. And I do miss my Book, even though he turned traitor, I know that as a fellow Bard he will have kept it safe. Even if he figures out where I went. I'll have to work to make more contacts with MittelMarch's more unsavory characters in order to actually get food and supplies in unnoticed.'
I nod my head, sightly disturbing the child. "Shh-shhh, quiet down now, nothing to worry about," at least not for you.
I decide to bring the idea up with Tat, Kotaro and Cathan.
'By occasionally meeting with the last two in the woods far outside of MittelMarch I could easily pass any reports, and bring in food. And the information on convoy and troop movements will be invaluable for setting up the raids. And I need to understand Baethor's choice. I have my side of the story, and the sides of the others. But before I can grok in fullness I need his side.'
Having made the decision I sit back and wait for the young mother to return. In the meantime I make plans about how to both return to the city, and then come and go as I chose afterwards. But one things clear, Baethor will be suspicious in the very least and he may have communicated that suspicion to Kain. I'm going to need some help to make this convincing.
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 23, 2009 0:24:25 GMT -5
Broken glass bottle (green) XXX Jug (as a yellow/green)
hehehehehehe
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 22, 2009 2:01:58 GMT -5
it's TUFF, although he's done the messy part the skins still have to be soaked, worked and tooled before you can make them into a garment. If I had the time I'd grab them, but I don't.
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 19, 2009 18:30:30 GMT -5
After having passed along the news to those who could best use it. Zigler spent little time recovering in the room Masamune had provided with in the Kyuden. In fact he spent most of his time helping insulate and finish off the hastily erected shelters. Laying down a combination of straw, leaves and manure then covering it with planked wood when possible, a thick layer of straw when not, patching up any cracks or open seams with a mud straw mix to keep the cold air from invading, to improve the shelters themselves. It was simple work, work that Zigler knew he could do unaided until he dropped from exhaustion or someone told him to sit down, which was often.
But even during these 'rest' breaks Zigler still worked for as their parents and older siblings built or improved their shelters the younger children needed supervision, and the mothers watching them needed a break too.
It was on one of these breaks that Zigler came across a young mother with a screaming child in here arms.
Zigler raps his knuckles on the door frame, "May come in?" he asks. The tired mother nods her head and uses her free hand to point at a chair. "I'm sorry," she says,"he hasn't stopped crying since we....we.." The young mother is on the verge of tears herself as emotions rock her exhausted body. "It's been days and he hasn't stopped crying! He won't eat, or sleep. Sometimes he seems to pass out but that's all the rest he or I get. I don't..."
"Shh, shh, here let me hold him while you go and get some rest."
The mother looks both relieved and worried as she had spied Zigler's arrival from her shelter.
"You need the rest, I shall watch the child and make sure no harm comes to him. Though it would mean my own life."
"Well...." she starts to argue that she's fine and doesn't need sleep all that much anyway.
Zigler shakes his head no. "Go sleep. There are too few people needing to do too many things as it is so no else will be able to relieve you. Go rest young mother and save your energy for tomorrow."
The mother nods her head and hands the screaming child, o so carefully!, to Zigler then starts collecting her bedding.
Zigler smiles down at the screaming child and softly wipes some drool and tears from the child's face. He begins to sing to the child a song his mother used to sing to him, slightly modified;
Hush now my baby, the daylight is gone Your scales catching moonlight, instead of the sun So lay down your head, 'till the dawn comes anew for here there be Dragons and one of them's you. Twelve years I grant, was a long time to wait But I knew you'd get here, I knew it was fate For sometimes a Dragon takes longer to birth Because to create them it takes the whole earth.
As the mother stands up to leave she hears Zigler singing to the child.
Within you the fires of Africa glow The east Asian winds, Scandinavian snow The mountains, the forests, the rivers, the sky The whole of creation, is there in your eyes.
By the time the mother leaves to find a bed the child has stopped screaming and settles down further as Zigler continues to sing the lullaby.
As the child finally goes off to sleep, Zigler sits back in the chair and gets comfortable as he should have a good six hours before either the child or the mother wake up. In the intervening time he has time to think. And a lot of thinking to do.
Softly and to himself, "This is gonna hurt." And Zigler begins to relieve the events and decisions that brought him here and what possible way he can aid the Too Fuu Shogunate and his fellow MittelMarchers in their quest to restore MittelMarch to it's people.
(OOC: Song is a slight parody of Tom Smith's A Dragon's Lullaby)
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 18, 2009 19:56:56 GMT -5
have they had any other prep steps done to them?
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 15, 2009 8:48:19 GMT -5
Lmao I remember that last one.
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 12, 2009 0:44:52 GMT -5
It's an expensive party requiring uncomfortable clothing. Just like weddings. What weddings have you been going to?
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 11, 2009 21:35:26 GMT -5
If your graduating class size is under 100, I would just go to the O's. (mine was actually 17)
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 5, 2009 23:11:31 GMT -5
Herehere!
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 4, 2009 17:33:06 GMT -5
Just a couple of pics from the after party at BWW's Bucket draws the Dragoon Family house. They're so proud of him because he stayed between the lines! Bucket get some help from a friend when he runs into a dead end. Buckets Tatoo!
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 4, 2009 12:27:02 GMT -5
Baethor has a good point lmao!
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Jan 3, 2009 17:23:16 GMT -5
For the love of Ghu Wolfblade, we have this thing in the English language called a period, please use more of them!
1. Death by Amazonian PMS 2. I got killed by a Nome! (off stage) Okay, who took Hits Too Hard THIS time!
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Dec 29, 2008 21:56:01 GMT -5
Watching Tatsamura stare at the wall putting the pieces together helps to raise Zigler's hopes that he has come to the right place. "Steal them Kotaro, you never know what your gonna need. Weapons, armor, horses, even the carriages can be used for our means. Food is another matter, do we take it from the very people we are going to save when they need it?
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Dec 28, 2008 22:33:40 GMT -5
Clasping my belt pouch around me I begin to go over, in my mind, what I need to tell Tat and any of the others:
1) Current Jovian forces Four squads of five men each patrol the walls with another three squads patrolling further in. At the moment the Jovian forces are equal to that of an understrength battalion or a very strong company. Although severely depleted, reinforcements will come near the end of winter, bringing their numbers back up to, if not past their originals.
2) The Hero's Nichtmar- Severely wounded before the Bridge battle and evacuated on one of the boats taking civilians out. Oof- Wanted for his association with the Thieves Guild, they've got posters with his likeness in all public places. Suihaden- Severely injured in the last battle, being treated, near health. I ran into him in the woods just before we were captured by the Jovians, and Baethor. Baethor- Is now a Sargent in the Jovian Guard, he betrayed us, but I don't know all his reasons. He is an honorable person and he quickly got Sui to a Healer. He must have a good reason, I just don't understand his methods.
3) The City of MittelMarch The Jovians have moved in and instituted repairs to damaged buildings, are healing the sick and taking in strays for the winter. They require you to check your weapons at the gate. The remaining civilians are still fearful, but whats more worrisome is that they are getting used to the conquerors.
4) Me Was knocked unconscious during the fighting, fled from the city only to be captured. Spent my time while waiting for Suihaden to heal raising the spirits of the remaining people. Made a ................
............."few arrangements and left as soon as he was recovering and able to talk. Made my way here. I apologize for being so much trouble when I arrived Tat. But I figured it would be more important that I did get here and shared my information."
I look at the people assembled across from me as I finish relating events to them.
Tatsumura, hand still on his swords, "You had a request as well."
"Yes," I sigh and look down at the floor."I am not the type to lead a revolt, I never was and I'm not now." I pause as if collecting myself. "I'm searching for someone who can. Do any of you have such a plan, or at least can offer me any advice or aid?"
With the last word I look each of the other people in the room in their eyes, then wait.
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Dec 28, 2008 18:09:18 GMT -5
The screaming, that's the first thing I remember. Followed by running down halls, up stairs and over peoples backs as I make my way through them to Dugald's private chambers. Bursting through the door I see him standing there with a knife to Angelina's throat. The bastard smiles and laughs as he gives Angelina a matching 'grin'.
Blackness.
I'm lying on some sort of coarse woven mat somewhere off to my left I can hear a small fire working to heat the room.
"I'm wet, someone dunked me in water, good."
I hear a quickly inhaled breath and open my eyes. Sitting on her knees is a young girl dressed in familiar clothes. Her concerned eyes stare into mine before they look down at her hands.
"Where am I?" I ask her.
"You are in a.... care room in the Kyuden of the Too Fuu Shogunate. You were brought here after you..arrived at the gate. It is Tatsumura-dono's wish that he be told when you regained your senses."
She gets up to leave as I slowly reassert myself.
"Wait, by all means tell him I am awake, but also ask him to gather any other surviving MittelMarchers and his advisers, if that's the word. I bring news from within the city...and a request."
The girl acknowledges my desires with a nod and then starts to leave again.
"Wait!" I say again, the girl turns around and looks me at me expectantly, "I wish to thank you for watching over me. And I have one last question. Where are my clothes?" She looks at her feet and hides a sly grin as she points to the end of the mat where all my clothes are dry and folded. She then turns quickly and walks out.
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Dec 28, 2008 5:18:27 GMT -5
but...I like bubbles!
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Dec 26, 2008 18:19:48 GMT -5
The exact dates for everything aren't down yet, be patient friend, the previous lists given should give you a good idea as to when the events may be.
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Post by ziglerrobertson on Dec 26, 2008 3:09:26 GMT -5
why would you want too? Seems to me it might throw the balance off. Just stick a bolt into the hilt, close the hilt, add cloth tape and your done. I had some similar questions when I joined, only I didn't think of expanding foam, hard wood and metal yes .
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