Why do I feel the urge to fill the high cleric place lol
Given all the different greetings and all the different approaches, I be guessin' that Tree's next post is gonna be rather massive, if they be intendin' to reply and comment and inner-monologue and every single one of the NPCs actions. :P
On the topic of the High Cleric, I'm curious to see what Tree went with for them - since nobody filled that position, it oughta be a Tree-controlled and manufacutered NPC. ^^
Overconfidence is a slow and insidious killer
@The Irish Tree
How well is Rodias hiding the pain in his eyes upon seeing Salem and being reminded of Dr.Drd? I'm wondering if I should have Salem notice and react to it, or if you wanted Rodias to have masked it perfectly, in which case, I won't.
"Creator" Information: EPurSiMuove - Not unlike Altair herself, EPur, as he was known by, was a person who played with his cards close to his chest. Unlike Altair, however, this was because he was cold and silent like a gravestone; his method of communications were so concise and brief that a wager was established whether he would ever say more than ten words in a single phrase, since he would hardly give any responses other that neutral agreements. A person that generally went with the flow of what was happening, EPur also had a reputation of laziness and scatterbrained thinking, often failing to take in account several elements in the equation and diving headfirst into trouble, events that resulted in disasters that he'd, by sheer luck or miracle, end up unscathed from. These situations, alongside EPurSiMuove's deadpan and unflappable answers when inquired about what happened, made him into a recurring character in some of the most memorable stories of Bandersnatch.
One late night, whilst commenting on the topics of NPCs and the way they could be used, the user known as Kiss My Axe started talking about how useful Kath had been to him ever since she had been created. Legends speak that this caused a mythical phrase to be uttered before the one who spoke it logged off for some time: "huh, sounds nifty". Almost a month and half later of radio silence; after having looked up guides and tutorials; after experimenting time and time again; and after finally succumbing and paying another player to more or less do the job for him, EPurSiMuove reappeared one day, without any warning, with Altair on tow. Defining the end of that wager that had been previously made, he went on to explain that he wanted an NPC to help him "play the game properly", so he had made Altair to be his personal voice of reason and to remind him to put some order in his inventory. As it turned out, she excelled at this task at such a level that EPur allowed others to ask her for help should they need it, something that escalated to the point of him suggestion Altair to take the administrative functions of the guild so that the rest of them could focus on other things.
Creator Information: EPurSiMuove - Not unlike Altair herself, EPur, as he was known by, was a person who played with his cards close to his chest. Unlike Altair, however, this was because he was cold and silent like a gravestone; his method of communications were so concise and brief that a wager was established whether he would ever say more than ten words in a single phrase, since he would hardly give any responses other that neutral agreements. A person that generally went with the flow of what was happening, EPur also had a reputation of laziness and scatterbrained thinking, often failing to take in account several elements in the equation and diving headfirst into trouble, events that resulted in disasters that he'd, by sheer luck or miracle, end up unscathed from. These situations, alongside EPurSiMuove's deadpan and unflappable answers when inquired about what happened, made him into a recurring character in some of the most memorable stories of Bandersnatch.
One late night, whilst commenting on the topics of NPCs and the way they could be used, the user known as Kiss My Axe started talking about how useful Kath had been to him ever since she had been created. Legends speak that this caused a mythical phrase to be uttered before the one who spoke it logged off for some time: "huh, sounds nifty". Almost a month and half later of radio silence; after having looked up guides and tutorials; after experimenting time and time again; and after finally succumbing and paying Dr.Drd to more or less walk him through the more difficult parts of creating an NPC, EPurSiMuove reappeared one day, without any warning, with Altair on tow. Defining the end of that wager that had been previously made, he went on to explain that he wanted an NPC to help him "play the game properly", so he had made Altair to be his personal voice of reason and to remind him to put some order in his inventory. As it turned out, she excelled at this task at such a level that EPur allowed others to ask her for help should they need it, something that escalated to the point of him suggestion Altair to take the administrative functions of the guild so that the rest of them could focus on other things.
With an elegant dress that leaves fading trails of stardust behind her every step, one would be forgiven for believing Altair belonged to the high-society. This effect is aided by her elven ears and her slender yet glamorous figure, always clad in outfits made of the finest sliks that she could get her hands on. Nevertheless, this is only one facet of the overall visage of the woman.
Even while she stands a hair's width under five feet and nine inches of height, Altair is made to look much taller than that by the length of her skirts, all made to reach the floor and drag slightly behind of her in order to conceal the fact that she's usually levitating in place a few inches above the floor.
To top it all off, there are the more visible aspects of Altair: a smooth skin that's as dark, opaque and cool to the touch like a piece of the nightly firmament and a melodious voice that naturally reverberates and echoes, either unaware or uncaring about the acoustics of the room she's in. Finally, underneath her starry veil there are two sharp eyes all in name and function only: two pools of an unfathomable void that'd resemble a sclera, a void which holds a circular, perpetually shifting nebulous cloud that shines in a prismatic array of colours from the star residing in the center of it all; Altair's irises and pupils are far more stellar as the rest of her is made to be.
HP: 35
MP: 100
PHY. ATK: 20
PHY. DEF: 20
AGI: 60
MAG. ATK: 100
MAG. DEF: 90
RESIST: 65
SPECIAL: 25
Stat Total: 530
Stats:
HP: 35
MP: 100
PHY. ATK: 15
PHY. DEF: 15
AGI: 60
MAG. ATK: 100
MAG. DEF: 90
RESIST: 60
SPECIAL: 40
Stat Total: 530
Got some time in my hands and did some changes and additions.
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I apologize everyone I would have had a post up sooner but work is kicking pretty hard right now I'll get one up ASAP