@Empour
Me likey; I'll have the two wander there.

May make a small town tomorrow for the group to travel too.

I told @luclovers he has free reign over what happens next. Let's let him have his chance to cook something up for us.

So, question.

Do most of the inhabitants of the Continent know what the mark of the Vigils means, or just some?

@SepticGentleman

Most don't know a single thing about it. Others only understand that it's important, and the Vigils are protecting the lives of the natives by inflicting it upon visitors. And folks like Gutters take action against marked ones because they're, uh... "cautious".

Someone will reveal the full details of the Continent's Curse in due time.

@Simple Unicycle

Was reading your character.

I want to make sure you know that Chewy cannot leave the island as a native. If he did, the curse swears him to secrecy and makes him incapable of any form of communication. Be it written, vocal or otherwise.

@Simple Unicycle

Was reading your character.

I want to make sure you know that Chewy cannot leave the island as a native. If he did, the curse swears him to secrecy and makes him incapable of any form of communication. Be it written, vocal or otherwise.

I was kind of concerned about that too. Although it's pretty easy to say he couldn't tell anyone about the Continent because he just roars nonsensically. And if that were the case, Han Solo could just be pretending to understand him.

I haven't made the full extent of the curse common knowledge yet, so It's a little ny fault.

I'm surprised he even made it off of the continent with the curse trying to stop him.

I'm going to refer to them as Han Solo and Cheey respectively. I'm too lazy to relearn their 'actual' names. :P

I'm surprised he even made it off of the continent with the curse trying to stop him.

I'm going to refer to them as Han Solonand Cheey respectively. I'm too lazy to learn their 'actual' names.

Like I said, we haven't gotten that far into details. He couldn't have known about it, so I'm willing to be a little lenient.

@SepticGentleman are we on the west or eastern coast of the Continent?

@SepticGentleman are we on the west or eastern coast of the Continent?

Yes.

@SepticGentleman

East or West?

@SepticGentleman

East or West?

Let me put it this way - directions and proportional geography on the Continent are difficult to pinpoint at any given time.

That being said, let's go with east because it sounds easier than the above bullshit.

Heading weast

@SepticGentleman @UrbanEvolution

Mind if I have Piper drop in on top of Ben and Theresa? She probably won't stay long, but I'd like to have some interaction with characters that aren't mine.

@SepticGentleman @UrbanEvolution

Mind if I have Piper drop in on top of Ben and Theresa? She probably won't stay long, but I'd like to have some interaction with characters that aren't mine.

Well a Vigil's going to come for them pretty soon. Maybe after they leave the two-aspect cave, they can happen upon each other.

Thinkin' up a location I think would be interesting for later down the road.

The Tower of the Old Gods

A twisted structure juts out of the forest, carven of smooth, glassy grey stone, as if an entire mountain were sacrificed to build it. It doesn't seem physically possible for such a thing to support its own weight, yet here it is, like a grand middle finger to known architecture. Numerous smaller structures in all shapes and sizes dangled from the sides of the tower on the way up, each supported by no more than the bridge of stone that connects it to the tower's main structure. There are no windows. Anywhere. Periodically, a truly enormous bird flies to and from a point on the tower - perhaps it's made a nest there?

The base of the tower is, despite the tower's size, rather small, and it's difficult to identify at which point it starts expanding. The front door arch is covered in markings in an ancient language - "VONAR", "EINAR", "GOROGOTH", and "STREIS" on the top of the arch. The door itself has more markings, but these appear to be a schedule listing the Times of Worship, which are four times a day, seven hours apart from eachother, and nine days per week. Something seems wrong about that. Another small list detailing the donation and tax systems is present, but there's not much of interest there. The door is locked, and will only open again when a suitable band of adventurers gathers before it.

A several century old flyer for a bake sale is, somehow, still intact and glued to the side of the door arch. You're a few hundred years late, so the cookies have probably sold out, unfortunately.

@Azereiah
Seems like a good spot for all the plots/character groups to somehow collide down the road

@Azereiah

"Ben? What are you doing?"

"Carving myself into the wall. Make some poor fools think I'm a god."

@UrbanEvolution

The carvings all come out in the shape of a cactus. The wall of the tower is covered in hundreds of crudely chiseled cacti.

Team Pelicanary Asshole-Throat.

It's like a lemming standing next to a slightly larger lemming.