mickilennial

Starlight Cove: Oceanside Memories

There really wasn't a template for the profile, but since everyone just copied Micki's, I'd just use that if you want.

@Carlyle

Because I'm the bestest.

Starlight Cove: Oceanside Memories

Going to throw this down here as well:

Return of the GOAT

L U N A
L U N A

^{“What do you want now?”}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Luna Alderdice (29) is one of two people who operate the Alderdice Market located in the center of Starlight Cove. Her grandfather, Davis (76), now walks with a cane and as a result Luna has to do more work around the store to keep it working efficiently.

C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ The Alderdice Market is the glue keeping Starlight Cove together, or at least, that’s what its progenitor, Davis Alderdice, tells himself at night. But how much longer can it really stay open when the allure of the much more efficient, convenient, and aggressive corporate supermarket has taken hold of so many people in the cove? It’s a question that hangs over Alderdice Market. With his failing health, Davis has left much of the legwork to his granddaughter, Luna, who isn’t particularly the best example of a people person. Where the old man is warm, the bright pink-haired girl is cold, angry, and on a path that makes him concerned. He’s tried to set the right example, but he isn’t long for this world and the both of them know it. Despite this… friction between the two of them, they keep a steady flow of customers and keep their bottom line from going into the red. But competing with a megacorporation is a dead man’s gambit. It’s only a matter of time before Starlight Cove falls into their hands unless the situation of the area changes soon. Will it? Luna isn’t holding her breath.

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Starlight Cove: Oceanside Memories

Anders: Adventurer's Guild Hopeful

A N D E R S
A N D E R S

^{“Cute girls shouldn’t get lost in mines, you know. It’s dangerous.”}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Anderson Louris is a twenty-five year old adventurer, explorer and forager. He is new to Starlight Cove but hopes to find purpose in exploring and rediscovering the secrets hidden underneath.

C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ Starlight Cove’s Adventurers Guild is… not in a good state. Anders is more than aware of that fact, but the red-haired young man cares little for things like sense and logic. Or at least, not on the surface. Anderson Louris was born on the mainland and grew up longing to be like the legendary heroes of old, the ones cemented as half fairytales and half historical figures, the type of people who looked at the world they lived in and thought “no, this isn’t good enough”. The modern day world’s adventurers guild is not what it once was, even in the expansive depths of the mainland continent, relegated to down-on-their-luck gofers with delusions of grandeur. But exploring the lost caves in the more rural parts of the world at least has a sense of adventure. It has been years since he started his training in the essentials of an adventurer. He’s even dabbled in mining and foraging! He’s still looking for that breakthrough and he hopes Starlight Cove could be just that. If he’s wrong, well, there’s always the next job.

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Luna: General Market Co-Owner

L U N A
L U N A

^{“What do you want now?”}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Luna Alderdice (29) is one of two people who operate the Alderdice Market located in the center of Starlight Cove. Her grandfather, Davis (76), now walks with a cane and as a result Luna has to do more work around the store to keep it working efficiently.

C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ The Alderdice Market is the glue keeping Starlight Cove together, or at least, that’s what its progenitor, Davis Alderdice, tells himself at night. But how much longer can it really stay open when the allure of the much more efficient, convenient, and aggressive corporate supermarket has taken hold of so many people in the cove? It’s a question that hangs over Alderdice Market. With his failing health, Davis has left much of the legwork to his granddaughter, Luna, who isn’t particularly the best example of a people person. Where the old man is warm, the bright pink-haired girl is cold, angry, and on a path that makes him concerned. He’s tried to set the right example, but he isn’t long for this world and the both of them know it. Despite this… friction between the two of them, they keep a steady flow of customers and keep their bottom line from going into the red. But competing with a megacorporation is a dead man’s gambit. It’s only a matter of time before Starlight Cove falls into their hands unless the situation of the area changes soon. Will it? Luna isn’t holding her breath.

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Starlight Cove: Oceanside Memories

Yep.

Adventurer's Guild Hopeful

A N D E R S
A N D E R S

^{“Cute girls shouldn’t get lost in mines, you know. It’s dangerous.”}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Anderson Louris is a twenty-five year old adventurer, explorer and forager. He is new to Starlight Cove but hopes to find purpose in exploring and rediscovering the secrets hidden underneath.

C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ Starlight Cove’s Adventurers Guild is… not in a good state. Anders is more than aware of that fact, but the red-haired young man cares little for things like sense and logic. Or at least, not on the surface. Anderson Louris was born on the mainland and grew up longing to be like the legendary heroes of old, the ones cemented as half fairytales and half historical figures, the type of people who looked at the world they lived in and thought “no, this isn’t good enough”. The modern day world’s adventurers guild is not what it once was, even in the expansive depths of the mainland continent, relegated to down-on-their-luck gofers with delusions of grandeur. But exploring the lost caves in the more rural parts of the world at least has a sense of adventure. It has been years since he started his training in the essentials of an adventurer. He’s even dabbled in mining and foraging! He’s still looking for that breakthrough and he hopes Starlight Cove could be just that. If he’s wrong, well, there’s always the next job.

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Wardens of the Glade: A Light Fantasy RP

I think I'll wait a few more days for @webboysurf to do their introduction/opening post before I start figuring out the next GM post in this cycle.

Edit: Or I guess I'll work on a post next time I am free.

Wardens of the Glade: A Light Fantasy RP

Really enjoying reading this, but like... How long does it take you to write each response? It takes me over an hour to hit 300 words, including my drafting, proofreading, cross-referencing, revising...

These are long, long posts. How do you manage to do so much without manipulating other characters, or stifling their players? Whenever I write more than 4 paragraphs I feel like I'm doing too much in one post and I need to cut it back to let others respond.

@shallow grave

It depends, but generally a 300-600 word post from me is drafted anywhere between 30 minutes and two hours depending on inspiration and time management. If I am depressed it could be me staring at a blank page for days at a time, however...

I need to cut it back to let others respond.

@shallow grave

When I am a player sometimes this is exactly what you need to do, but sometimes quick snappy small paragraphs is all you need. Sometimes you want to get more introspective and give others more material to digest.

Do you send your responses accepting that large parts of your post simply won't be addressed as other players perform their characters in incongruent ways? Do you just trust each other to read everything multiple times and look for stepping stones to your next posts?

@shallow grave

I expect at minimum other players to grasp the dialogue and principal actions done in a post whether I am player or GM.

Death of the genre

I agree, good points: what makes you optimistic for the medium though? The idea that people will come back 'as they always do' or that after this wave of IM/Discord RP people will return to 'retro' roleplaying?

@Dion

Nothing concrete in terms of metrics, more of a gut instinct due to how trends fluctuate. Maybe I'm wrong, but I'd like not to be.

Wardens of the Glade: A Light Fantasy RP

Huh, so was there a Discord server made for this?

@ERode

I typically only use a personal server these days, I'll throw you an invite.

Wardens of the Glade: A Light Fantasy RP

Certainly not my best opening post, but I think it gets across what I want to do. I wasn't going to bed with it unfinished. I will have more info for various lore soon and respond to inquiries (and posts) in a timely fashion. I hope y'all enjoy. There are still some considerations I need to get into with a few players, but otherwise I think its pretty easy to plug and play here. I recommend either starting at entering the proving grounds, or if you like the sound of your own voice as you enter the city. I will advance the scene in due time as I don't want us to linger in the opening act for too long.

Please ask me questions on discord or here as needed!

Wardens of the Glade: A Light Fantasy RP

G M P O S T
G M P O S T

_{Location: The Grand City of Atutania}

Prologue: To Be A Knight!

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The first day of the second season¹ of the calendar year was always a cherished one in the Grand City of Atutania. A celebration of the Order of the Glade, the great hero it devoted its purpose to, and its service to the nations before it. The first day of trials and tests for those who sought to become known as a warden. The Day of Heroes².

But the Lord-Commander was not really thinking about another year of promising new recruits nor was she thinking of the festival that the city put on. She had other things on her mind.

“The world is teetering, isn’t it?”

Alicia Welrae sat blankly in her private chambers, arms crossed as she looked over various parchments in front of her. There was nobody else in the room.

“We haven’t been this unprepared in centuries,” she murmured in contemplation, “and it has happened under my watch.”

She sighed and looked upward.

“Seleistia watch over us all.”

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Dreańe Priihdontas was bored.

Granted, Dreańe was always bored. As a veteran warden she was used to being in the field, not that she was particularly unenthused about her position as one of the few training prospective recruits into the order. The seven days ahead, as per the trials³, were going to be grueling and a test of character. Dreańe remembered her days as an aspiring warden with eyes as big as the sun. She passed the trials on her first try, of course, but very rarely were people truly ready for the fight before them.

Sometimes, initiatehood hopefuls even died on the seventh trial. How many would do so in the days ahead?

“Lady Priihdontas.”

And suddenly the green-haired warden was no longer bored. The appearance of the former child prodigy and newly humbled warden, Maxell Tolecht, was at the very least a curiosity. She wasn’t particularly surprised given the circumstances, though; she had heard the rumors about his previous assignment⁴. Those of their qualifications were only assigned to oversee warden prospects if they personally asked for the duty or if they needed to be reminded of their place in the order. She was the former and he the latter.

“Didn’t expect you to be here,” Maxell commented nonchalantly, “last I heard you were in that wretched desert.”

“Oh. Maxell,” the green-haired girl tilted her head, “suppose I was. But no longer.”

“Lord Tolecht.” the blonde corrected with disdain.

Maxell was the son of an undernoble, not particularly powerful nobility, but despite that and his particular reputation for having the impulse of a wild wolf, he did care much about formalities and manners. She didn’t, but she found it quite entertaining to push his buttons. Of course, this was known about her. It was sort of common knowledge among her fellows in the order that she was a bit of a devious one, after all, controlling people’s impulses was a lot easier than controlling hers.

“Lord Toilet,” she smiled wryly, “I cannot wait to see what initiates come to the proving grounds this year. That is, if they don’t get lost in the city among the celebrations. Quite unfair that we never get to participate, don’t you agree?”

He shot her a glare and rolled his eyes, he knew what she was about.

“Games are for others. Not I.”

“But I like games!”

“I know,” he sighed, “worry not, you’ll get your fun soon enough.”

As they quarreled, initiates began to enter the proving grounds, hoping to become wardens. When they arrived they would then be met by someone who would take their name and information before allowing them entrance into the area. It was here that they would find themselves directed to practice their skills as wardens observed their skills. The options to showcase were up to them: archery targets had been lined up on the west end overlooking the rolling hills that sprawled throughout the glade, melee dummies had been set on the east end, and in the center a large practice circle stood.

A prelude to a great beginning.

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<sub>1. The second season is called Harvest by humans and Niwlen (bloom) by elves.
2. The Day of Heroes is a holiday that most of the great nations celebrate in honor of Itena and her legend.
3. The wardens of the Order of the Glade are notoriously strict and their trials dangerous. “If one fails, so do the other four.” is a known adage for a reason.
4. Warden Tolecht caused an incident in Roengaar with dire consequences. As a result Roengaar has isolated itself from aid for disputes.</sub>