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#1
Forgotten Shadows / Re: FS Out of Character Chat
Last post by revanne - May 28, 2024, 06:34:40 PM
What a way to whet our appetite for more. You evoke your character's air of mystery wonderfully, Marc.
#2
Forgotten Shadows / Re: FS Out of Character Chat
Last post by Jerusha - May 28, 2024, 06:33:59 PM
Woo hoo! We are on our way, whichever way the path may lead.
#3
Forgotten Shadows / Re: FS Out of Character Chat
Last post by Nezz - May 28, 2024, 05:54:47 PM
Way to get us started, Marc! :)
#4
Forgotten Shadows / Re: FS Out of Character Chat
Last post by Laurna - May 28, 2024, 05:52:04 PM
Congratulations, Marc du Temple. You have got us all off to a roaring start.  I love your opeing scene. This is going to be fun!
#5
Forgotten Shadows / Re: Forgotten Shadows
Last post by Marc_du_Temple - May 28, 2024, 05:18:20 PM
In coastal Carbury towne, Autumn had rushed in like the chills heralding a fever. The sailors and the fishers had planned accordingly, putting out to sea to net herring, cod, mackerel, and with a prayer to Saint Andrew: salmon, before the Gulf of Kheldour was too perilous to cross. Indeed, the only ones troubled by the question of where their next meal would come from were the travelers, the wanderers, the vagabonds and the like. All of them converged in certain hotspots. The abbey, monastery or other such sanctuary for the body and the soul, the tavern for more practical rest, and the faire: the domain of jesters, players and fools. Spotted John, known as such for the paint on his face and the marks on his often exposed abdomen, was familiar with them all, but tonight he had yet seen only the last of those and it was his home. Just one more to say goodbye to.

"If you see me sleeping in the tent in the morning, kick me in my side and kiss me, dear friends, for I could not stay away for anything. If my arrow of Orion is embedded in the dirt by the entrance, then know we will meet again, in whatever shape we find each other. If there is no sign of me at all tomorrow, then I am with The Lord, and it is best you act as though I were never here." Those were his last words to his performing entourage, drawn from all over the Eleven Kingdoms, and a few beyond their borders. His motley facepaint had been ruined by the tears he shed for them, but they did not fall alone. Only their leader, the acrobat calling himself Scimmio, spat on the ground inside of their tent instead.

"You walk away from us out of habit as much as I tuck and roll the same. I can't promise there won't be another bowman where you once slept when you return, boy."

The boy in question simply smiled, his eyes glistening like blue ponds struck by stones. "It's kind of you to say that I am needed, boss. I had missed the feeling when we met in Valoret. But we've had enough mischief for a thousand years in two, haven't we, boys and girls? God be with ye all." With that, he tucked his straw hair in his cap, rose, bowed with a jester's sardonicism, adjusted the gayly dyed thing that was once a tunic and now but a shredded mockery of such shirts, and then saddled his pony outside.

Spotted John had intended to go one way from there, but the wind had blown him in another direction. Regardless, it was away, and he was alive, so by the light of oil lamps he loosed an arrow with a unique marker on it: a necklace with a woven figure evoking Orion and his bow, finding their home not in the sky, but the ground.

None could see where that wind began, but hours later it had led to The Broken Mast. He crept in warily with a wet, unblemished face, sans the tunic, with a mismatched towel draped over his old kit of lime and black like an all-concealing sagum, as though he were Pontius Pilate on a wilderness journey. Best to go by your real name, now, he thought.
#6
Forgotten Shadows / Re: FS Game System and Rules
Last post by Nezz - May 27, 2024, 11:39:20 AM
Oh, forget that last question. :)
#7
Forgotten Shadows / Re: FS Game System and Rules
Last post by Nezz - May 27, 2024, 11:38:59 AM
Quote from: Bynw on May 27, 2024, 11:24:37 AMCoins in Gwynedd
*borrowed from DAG*

Gold Coins:
Soverign valued at 4 Marks
Half-Soverign valued at 2 Marks
Mark valued at 4 Royals

Silver Coins:
Royal valued at 8 Pennies
Vice-Royal valued at 4 Pennies
Penny valued at 4 Farthings

Copper Coins:
Farthing valued at 1/4 Penny


So...

1 Soverign =
2 Half-Soverign =
4 Marks =
16 Royals =
64 Vice-Royals =
128 Pennies =
512 Farthings =

What can I buy for a farthing?
#8
Forgotten Shadows / Re: FS Game System and Rules
Last post by Bynw - May 27, 2024, 11:31:19 AM
Example Price Lists
borrowed from DAG

Prices can vary for a multitude of reasons. The prices presented here are the base prices. If things are hard to come by the price will be more. If there is a tournament the prices will be higher. Other things can drive the prices down. And haggling is always the final price.

Haggle is simple. If you don't have a Haggling Trait. Just roll 2d6. If you succeed the price drops in your favor. If not, the price goes up. Don't try to roll again as it will always go up after that. It's a one roll kind of thing. In some cases, it might be at a Disadvantage. With the Haggling Trait you have Advantage.

#9
Forgotten Shadows / Re: FS Game System and Rules
Last post by Bynw - May 27, 2024, 11:24:37 AM
Coins in Gwynedd
*borrowed from DAG*

As for the gold coins carried initially by the characters. These are all Gold Marks. If you would like you can certainly change the type of coinage carried so that you are running around with 10 gold gccos in your purse.

The basic coin used is the Silver Penny and most merchants tend to use the Silver coins while peasants use the Copper Farthing. Nobles use the Gold coins.

Most of the coins are no bigger than a man's thumbnail. Although some of the Gold coins are bigger than that.

Gold Coins:
Soverign valued at 4 Marks
Half-Soverign valued at 2 Marks
Mark valued at 4 Royals

Silver Coins:
Royal valued at 8 Pennies
Vice-Royal valued at 4 Pennies
Penny valued at 4 Farthings

Copper Coins:
Farthing valued at 1/4 Penny
#10
tmcd's FanFic / Re: A Spelling Error
Last post by DoctorM - May 25, 2024, 08:16:21 PM
Quote from: revanne on May 25, 2024, 01:52:59 PMYikes! I didn't know demons were so pedantic.

They can be worse than aging academics about that.