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Still open? I love it

Aseir pauses at the sight, holding his breath as an extra habit of precaution. He waves to his allies to alert them to the goblin ahead. Turning back for a moment, he tries to gesture for Bell to sneak ahead and slit the mobsters throat.

"Well," Aseir grins, "looks like we've got our work cut out for us. Who's for charging them, and who's for sneaking around the back like we did last time, only without being caught by surprise by that slimy thing?"

Aseir smiles sadly. "I think we might be destined to bounce from group to group. No one should ask more than your soul can bear, and I can't ask you to follow where you might get killed." His eyes harden and his expression sours some. "Taking Noas back and helping those remaining in town is a...

Aseir winces at the unwelcome news. "Surely some powerful being has cursed us, nothing else would explain the sheer amount of life- threatening danger. I was merely an amazing acrobat as recently as last week, and now I can't seem to stave off mortal peril for longer than an hour!" He shakes his...

Aseir's rest, if it can be called that, is anything but gentle as the musician and the wizard's apprentice haul him out through the mouth of the cave. In their panicked flight they are anything but gentle, banging the poor dying genasi's head around and nearly dropping him in the muck in their...

I love MOTW, I'm interested

I'm absolutely interested! First thoughts, I want to play a character from Smash, a la The Subspace Emissary. Or maybe from a Scooby Doo world, where people regularly run around disguised as monsters and trap building is common knowledge. Lots of ways to go with something this open

I'm interested as well, but I'd definitely like some info on the setting before building a character. Are we playing in a world where supernatural stuff doesn't exist until it's suddenly trying to kill you?

"Alright, we need to move. The Nostril is the closest place with any defensible quality, so I say we head there to regroup. No sense escaping the cave just to get hunted down in the moor." Lycan is grim-faced as he speaks, his lips pulled tight.

Aseir sighs and purses his lips, thinking of all the ways that could've gone better. "I think it's best we press the advantage to explore a bit, see if we can find what we're looking for. Our main escape route should be the way we came in, I don't think they'll follow us there. If we get...

"I don't think we'll leave just yet, madam nilbog," Aseir says, mind racing to keep ahead of his speech. "I would be much honored indeed to know the meaning of that word, 'nilbog.' Is it a title given to negotiators, such as our ambassadors?"

"What do I wish?" Aseir mutters to himself. He begins to pace in a tight line for a moment, considering the question. Perking his head up, Aseir speaks with the practiced drawl of a circus announcer. Loud enough to command the audience's attention, just slow enough for speaker and listener...

"Who's there? I can't see you, " Aseir says, moving toward the voice. "Come out from where you're hiding and we can negotiate terms."

With the immediate threats dead or gone, Aseir turns to exploring the cave more fully. The nest of stalagmites offers some shelter so he squeezes in between two of the jagged pillars.