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Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

@Melkor Yeah, just describe what you want, it doesn't have to be Dnd and even if it is you can change the name. My main thing is what it can do, not where you got it from.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

@Dragoknighte Characters will need sleep but that will be left up to the Rper to how much. Certain things I am not too worried about. Main reason for being harder on sometimes than others is previous bad rp experiences. (Most when it comes to combat. Oh I have a book! Well what is in it? Spells! What spells? All types! ~facepalms~ or Her my character one hit a dragon! How? I have a +50 Dragon slaying sword! Your sheet says sword.... Well it's a Dragon slayer! ~five fights later~ No, it's a Orc slayer! ~facepalm~)

Money for me in Rp is as this - As long as your character spends in good balance with what they are then I have no issue and anything that you want to purchase just needs to be run by me to see if it is even available in the area. Knowing what money a character is holding for me is like knowing when a character pees or when a woman is on the rag. I don't care lol)

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Okay, before this goes anywhere....

Do not EVER assume what any person in the rest of the group has or be so arrogant to state anything about the group as a whole. So just end that there. What each person has on them coin wise is their business. That was one thing I did not require in the CS because there was no set up for what money system was going to be used in this RP. Your character can have what it wants, if it wants to be broke, so be it. But never state what a group has in general or how to proceed. That is the GM concern.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

So our group will be very poor starting out. Our total coinage among all of us might be 30 GP if we're lucky.

@Dragoknighte

Yeah, kind of confused here myself. Have you worked out something with other rpers in the group to form a pre-existing thing before starting? Or are you trying to insinuate what the entire group has on their persons?

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Okay, we are live, the IC is up. One post per person ONCE you reach the apothecary shop. Free rotation until then in case you need a bit of time to get there..

Edit: And to those that were working on Cs sheets but did not finish before we went live, no problem, just finish them up when you can and let me have a gander and approve the final copy before posting it in the CS page.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

An So We Begin

The Convent Of The Sisters Of Light is pleading for help from the people of the realm. Our orphanage has been plagued with unique case of Cinder Sickness that all attempts to cure have failed. We have consulted both near and far and believe that we now know how to heal our poor children but we lack the strength to collect the ingredients we so desperately need. We are searching for strong and caring individuals to help save the lives of these innocent souls. Please contact Sister Agnes in the Village of Gorlton’s Apothecary for more information. We promise a great reward in exchange for the materials that we need.

Messengers had been instructed to place these following notices both near and far throughout the realm in hopes that at least some would come. The messengers had left several days before and all had returned and informed the Convent that they had completed the task at hand. Sister Agnes, an old and devoted nun that was a member of The Convent Of the Sisters Of The Light paced the Apothecary Shop, slowly running her fingers along the folds of her habit. The children of the orphanage they looked after were sick and there was nothing that seemed to help. Cinder Sickness was usually a disease, though while painful, could be cured by a simple healing from a priest or priestess but this epidemic was different. They had been able to slow it but not cure it and the children were in pain.

The disease started out as nothing more than a high fever but it quickly had progressed to tiny cinders and sparks coming from the childrens eyes and mouths. Some of the children that had had it longer had progressed to having small lesions on their skin that would have flames coming from them. They had even lost one that had been completely engulfed in flames as the disease reached its most dangerous state. Sister Agnes wondered how many more they would lose and it weighed heavily on her heart.

The sisters had been able to locate the cause of the disease, a cult that had summoned a demon not far from the orphanage had caused the initial break out and thanks to a local religious order had been taken care of but a cure as of yet had not been found. Their only hope lay in an old manuscript that the old Apothecary had that spoke of a similar outbreak that had happened the century before but the ingredients for such a remedy were rare, so very rare and they were not something that would be easy to come by. Their only hope was that a group of adventurers would be willing to take on the task. The nuns of the convent were skilled in many things, fighting the wilderness was not one of them.

“Think any will come?” Sister Agnes asked as she looked out of the window of the old shop and looked out over the town. The hour was early, the sun breaking over the horizon slowly. The village was quiet; only a few were up and moving about, starting their daily tasks. Beyond the village were fields and tree lines that formed the edge of a vast forest that surrounded the village and famers fields. Mountains could be seen off in the distance and every so often, from miles away, the smell of salt would waft into the village in the early hours of the morning from the Cove.

“Give it time Sister,” the apothecary said as he looked up from the manuscript that held the ingredients that would need to be collected. He had spent the night writing the list over and over again on pieces of parchment to hand out to those that came along wanting to try to help. Sighing slightly as he looked at the list, these were not easy things to come by and they would need a full group to go through with this that could work well together. Some adventuring parties took years to trust each other and work well together. To find such groups were as rare as the ingredients themselves. He just hoped who ever came through the door and caused the little brass bell above it to ring as they entered would be up to the task.

“Time is something we do not have much of,” she said as she stood there waiting, looking back out the stained glass window of the shop before turning away and wandering aimlessly through the room.

Sana Rawn

The sun had just begun to rise and the sky was still a cool blue as the first rays broke through the window of the rented room of the village inn. An irritated sound escaped Sanas lips as the light came into the room, turning her head she buried it against a rather large and defined chest as she pulled the covers over her head; a habit she had formed over the last couple of months of travel anytime the sun interrupted her sleep. “Make it go away,” she grumbled as she curled up closer to the large figure that was probably already awake lying next to her.

The pair had arrived the night before rather late and the village was completely locked down save for the inn thankfully; Sana had tended to the horses as Hugh secured a room for them for the evening. They had caught the notice a town over after months of travel trying to escape a desert and some rather unsavory creations; together they decided they would check out what was going on and offer a hand. It would be nice to try to help some children instead of some megalomaniac in an area that could only be described as hell. Now there were somewhere lush and it was a welcome change to Sana; though she still swears that she will be picking sand out of pack for the rest of her life.

By the time they got to the room Sana had barely managed to undress from her traveling gear before passing out at the foot of the bed. She was not sure how she had managed to end up using Hugh as a pillow but she figured he had moved her while she slept. Now the sun was disturbing that sleep and she was far from happy about it. She knew they needed to get up, get some food and head over to the Apothecary but she hadn’t even heard a rooster crow yet, so she figured she still had time.

“Cock-A-Doodle-Wake-Yo-Butt-Up!” a rooster crowed from outside the window.

“Son of a….” Sana mumbled as she pulled the covers tighter over her head.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

So does that mean if I catch a cold and then have a kid while I'm still sick, they'll be half-influenza?

@Dragoknighte

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

@Kronshi@Dragoknighte@TheWizardLizard@Double Capybara@Penultimate_Pi@Luminosity Okay, those that do not have it but would like access to the chat room I run for Rp's I host please send me a pm and I will send you the link. You're welcome to join @Warrior in the Shadows and me in chat to hang out, discuss things or to see what else is going on.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Name: Sister Agnes

Age: 60's (unsure of date of birth)

Alignment: Lawful Good

Race: Human

Class: Nun(Cleric)

Appearance:


Skills: Concentration, diplomacy, tending to injured parties, agriculture

Natural Abilities: None - Human

Spells/Magic:
Create Water: 2 Gallons of pure water can be created from unpure water, mud or sludge
Bless Water: Creates 1 Quart of Holy Water from equal amount of pure water
Cure Minor Wounds: Heals wounds and burns that have not broken through all the layers of skin (5 times a day)
Cure Moderate Wounds: Same as Minor but for 2nd degree burns or wounds that would require stitching (4 times a day)
Cure Major Wounds: Same as Moderate but for 3rd degree burns or wounds that have caused deep muscular damage or bone break (1 time a day)
Cure Serious Wounds: Same as Major but for burns that cover more than 25% of the body or has damaged major internal organs (1 time every 2 days)
Cure Crucial Wounds: Same as Serious but for burns that cover more than 50% of the body or any wound that may be fatal if used within 5 minutes of wound infliction. (1 time a week)

Additional Information: Part of the Sisters Of The Light - They worship no one god or goddess by name but instead follow a path of light thats goal is to keep the darkness and evil at bay. They are pacifists and do not engage in fighting, only healing and caring but they are not naive and understand that sometimes one must fight; though in this instance they will seek outside help instead of inflicting harm on another.

Weapon: A simple walking staff that is never used as a weapon and is rarely carried.

Armor: None

Possessions: Other than a staff she rarely carries and the clothing on her back, she has nothing that belongs to her though the convent carries various items needed to live within the convent and the orphanage they belong to no one nun but to the convent itself.

Personality: Sister Agnes is a kind soul and even if she might be taken back a bit when meeting a person different from what she is used to she never judges and chooses to see the good in all before anything else. She knows evil exists in the world but prefers to see the light in the world instead of the darkness.

History: Sister Agnes does not speak about her life before the convent, which she joined when she was in her 20's but since joining she has become one that the sisters look to when dealing with the outside world since most of them were brought there as infants and know no other life, she is one of the few that has had a life before the convent and they defer to her for her knowledge of people and ability to be kind to all. She is also the main healer for the orphanage, but since her healing is not helping with the Cinder Sickness she was sent to find people to help.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

@Penultimate_Pi lol No it's fine. We have just had a lot of campaigns where there were like 1-2 humans, a dozen elves and a handful of other races.