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Player3 | (gentle yet ominous string music) (light switch clicks) (gentle yet ominous string music) (gentle yet ominous string music) |
Player3 | (dramatic music) (dramatic music continues) (dramatic music continues) (dramatic music continues) (dramatic music continues) (dramatic music fades) |
DM | Auggie James, would you like to describe yourself? |
Player37 | Hey, that's me. |
DM | (laughs) |
Player37 | Yeah, you need something, you call me. |
DM | Great, and what do you look like here darting from the rain in the middle of the storm? |
Player37 | Just a little scrappy, you know, clothes that don't really fit, messy hair, hat, dirty, freckles. |
DM | As you trek through here, ending your days bit of work, the odd jobs and tasks that you've been taken since you were a youth among these streets, you're finishing the last of your long-run paper route amongst your other jobs. |
Player37 | Get your papes! |
DM | There you see it partially ajar, the apartment of Donald. |
Player37 | (knocks) Hey, Donald? |
DM | "Hey, hey, it's nice for you to come by, Auggie." |
Player37 | Got a good thick one for you today. |
DM | "Oh, thank you." |
Player37 | Lots of stories, lots of good shit. |
DM | You want to sit down for a second?" |
Player37 | Yeah, would love to. |
DM | "You had a good route today?" |
Player37 | Made a little bit extra. |
DM | He starts shoveling into his little furnace-- |
Player37 | Let me get that, let me get that, I'll help you out. |
DM | A lot of people out here don't really pay much mind or respect to those of us who used to work hard before the war, you know?" |
Player37 | I know how it is to be a hard worker, you know? |
DM | Let me tell you, you remind me of those of us who built this city, you know?" |
Player37 | Yeah. |
DM | "Those who had respect for a hard day's work and for earning your keep here." |
Player37 | Yeah. Yeah. |
DM | None of these scum suckers and the varnish and the eaves hold their noses high above the rest of us hard working folk." |
Player37 | The worst! |
DM | "(coughs)" |
Player37 | They don't know how hard it is. |
DM | "You, uh-- You got aspirations there, Auggie? You're going to be running the paper rest of your life?" |
Player37 | Maybe be the mayor of the town. |
DM | "Ah, see that, I like that ambition." |
Player37 | Yeah, I think I'd be good at it. |
DM | These are things that, well, things that we need in the political circles of this city." |
Player37 | Yeah. |
DM | Reaches over and grabs some more kindling and throws it in. |
Player37 | How you been feeling? |
DM | Got a sister of mine is coming in town on the trains in the next month or so." |
Player37 | Oh. |
DM | "Going to bring some teas from the northern sides--" |
Player37 | Ooh. |
DM | "-- the Fairelands and hopefully that'll help clear me out a little bit, you know?" |
Player37 | I didn't know you had a sister |
DM | "Indeed, haven't talked to her in a long time." She's younger. (laughs) |
Player37 | Oh, all right, all right. |
DM | If you please describe yourself and what you are doing. |
Player641 | but some oddities and it's very pristine inside, yeah. |
DM | "Don't mean to disturb you, Professor, but are you planning to sleep in your office?" |
Player641 | What can I do for you? |
DM | I mean..." |
Player641 | What's this meeting about, Dennings, what can I help you with? |
DM | You could use the, could use the relationship building experience of being part of a faculty." |
Player641 | Is that all? You just invited me out for a drink? |
DM | Well, should you ever decide to take us up on such and offer, please do." |
Player641 | All right, thank you, I suppose. (chuckles) |
DM | My apologies for intruding this evening." Reaches over and hands you a small envelope. |
Player641 | (sighs) All right. |
DM | There has been a phenomenon." |
Player641 | Where are we meeting? |
DM | "I believe she wishes to meet at the diner." |
Player641 | She? |
DM | "Your Lightkeeper for the evening." |
Player641 | Oh. |
DM | Instead now, Arlo Black, whereabouts are you this evening? |
Player7 | Oh, I'm sitting in my bedroom, actually. |
DM | Please describe the scene where you sit and what we see as we come into your personal space. |
Player7 | Not saying anything. |
DM | (knocking) |
Player7 | Come in. |
DM | The door lurches. |
Player7 | She turns around. |
DM | It's locked. |
Player7 | I get up and unlock the door. |
DM | There has been a phenomenon." |
Player7 | Thank you. |
DM | The night is still young enough and time is of the essence." |
Player7 | Mr. Tellbrook, tell Mother I'll be going out for the evening. |
DM | Will you be safe? Do you need assistance? Do you need an escort?" |
Player7 | No escort will be necessary, thank you. |
DM | If you wouldn't mind, Charlotte Eaves, what are you doing and what do you look like? |
Player833 | That's about it. |
DM | Make sure you're okay." |
Player833 | I simply was falling into a reverie, remembering good times. |
DM | If there's any trouble coming and you're getting yourself into, you know you got friends." |
Player833 | Trust me, I'm not involved in anything I can't get myself out of. |
DM | "Okay, well, if you're feeling you want a drink or anything, You know where to find me." |
Player833 | Thank you. |
DM | There has been a--" |
Player833 | I invite him into my back office. |
DM | Your Lightkeeper will await you the diner." |
Player833 | Thank you. |
DM | Auggie. |
Player37 | Holy shit! (laughter) |
DM | Your vision's blurred and fuzzy, and you immediately watch as six people turn around and face you. |
Player37 | Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. |
DM | As they lift you up-- |
Player37 | Hey, hey, hey, get your hands off me. |