Game-Summaries:9/18/2021 Recollections
Introduction
1.0 Introduction
Solace is ruled by His excellency the Emperor Norfaren Diamondsinger the 12th whose family has ruled over the Empire for the last 200 years through the divine right of Pelor. Under the rule of the Diamondsingers Solace has become a center of culture and power on the continent of Eomas whose influence is shown to the world through the construction of magnificent estates, powerful armies, and strong political connections with the surrounding nations. From the outside the nation of Solace is a utopia.
But Solace appears different from within. The country is a strict feudal society with the Nobility in total control of all land within the country and the citizens relegated largely as serfs that live on the estates of the nobles. The citizens have little rights beyond access to their basic needs. Their labor provides the base of the economy but with little opportunity to move up within the social structure. Serfs are expected to work the land and sell their harvest to pay for their day-to-day lives but are also heavily taxed by the ruling noble providing nothing but the bare minimum left for those citizens to live. The only other class of the society is the clergy who worship the God Pelor. They have a strong political position within Solace and are funded through the annual church tithe provided by the citizens who look to Pelor for grace in their annual harvest.
The grand power of Solace has waned during the reign of Emperor Diamondsigner as the large and lavish lifestyle of the nobility, nearly endless wars, and several poor harvests have eroded the royal coffers. As a result, the Emperor has implemented additional taxes on the citizens who are already nearly at a breaking point.
2.0 Character Creation
In this world you have little choice on what you get to be - your life is very much decided at your birth and which class you are born into. To create your character Roll a D100.
- Member of the Nobility
- Starting Equipment
- Alchemist Supplies, Musical Instrument, or Jeweler's tools
- Starting Proficiencies
- Deception
- Persuasion
- Starting Currency
- 100 Gold
- Starting Equipment
- Grain/Vegetable Farmer
- Starting Equipment
- Carpenter’s Tools, Leatherworker tools, or Weaver’s tools
- Starting Proficiencies
- Nature
- Animal handling
- Starting Currency
- 20 Silver
- Starting Equipment
- Livestock Farmer
- Starting Equipment
- Carpenter’s Tools, Leatherworker tools, or Weaver’s tools
- Starting Proficiencies
- Nature
- Animal Handling
- Starting Currency
- 30 Silver
- Starting Equipment
- Blacksmith
- Starting Equipment
- Smith’s tools
- Starting ProficienciesHan
- Athletics
- Sleight of Hand
- Starting Currency
- 40 Silver
- Starting Equipment
- Stone Mason
- Starting Equipment
- Mason’s Tools
- Starting Proficiencies
- Athletics
- Sleight of Hand
- Starting Currency
- 50 silver
- Starting Equipment
- Shop owner
- Starting Equipment
- Brewer’s supplies, Carpenter’s Supplies, glassblower’s tools, Tinker’s Tools, Weaver’s tools, or Woodcarver's tools
- Starting Proficiencies
- Persuasion
- Insight
- Starting Currency
- 100 Silver
- Starting Equipment
- 100: Clergy
- Starting Equipment
- Herbalism kit, Musical Instrument, or Jeweler's tools
- Starting Proficiencies
- Religion
- Performance
- Starting Currency
- 100 Gold
- Starting Equipment
No starting classes: All scores are set to 8, player can choose one to be 10
3.0 Annual Harvest Festival
Annual Harvest Festival (3)
- Roll to sell your wares
- Interaction with other players
- Checks, saves, and other options for role playing
- Taxation
- Introduction of the local Lord
As autumn approaches you prepare for your annual fall festival. After the growing season you and your fellow townsfolk will gather to celebrate a successful crop and enjoy the fruits of your labor. The fall festival is the event of the year filled with music, dancing, and selling of our wares.
The annual festival provides an opportunity to interact with friends from farms on the other side of the Lord’s territory, sell your wares, and participate in fall festival games. With that we celebrate a plentiful harvest!
Town Name: Ironfoot, minor noble Duriz Ironfoot is the mayor of the town. Amber is his daughter.
Take this time to meet your fellow residents of the Vapetor Province.
You can take the following actions:
- Interact and meet your fellow residents
- Astret is hosting a beer drinking contest - Smerah Light and Smearah Dark
- Winner gets token for free Beer
- Participants,
- Amber Ironfoot
- Joesdreak
- Thormaline
- Halueth Yelstina
- Eltaor Reynelis
- Travaran Thelamin
- Orym Wynwraek
- Durlan Orikas
- Afamrail Ilihice
- Aiduin Heikas
- Dakath Naeynore
- Aymer Miazorwyn
- Folwin Gretumal
- 2 Silver to play
- Amber pays for all
- Drink three beers, max con score wins the round
- Goes 7 rounds, Amber wins over Eltaor!
- Sell your wares
- Participate in Festival Games
- Feats of strength! - STR
- DC 10 strength check, 1 attempt
- 1 silver to play
- Win 3 silver
- Bobbing for apples! - DEX
- DC 14 dex check, 3 attempts
- 1 silver to play
- Win 3 silver
- Pie eating contest - CON
- DC 15 con check, must make 3 successes before others do
- 1 silver to play
- Win all silver wagered
- Astrit Wins!
- Solace Trivia - INT
- 5 questions about Solace are asked, DC 13 INT to get a hint
- 1 silver to play
- 1 silver for each question answered
- Horse Racing - WIS
- Race against others making DC 10 animal handling checks, must make 5 before the others to win
- 1 silver to play
- Win all that is wagered
- Three Card Monty - CHA
- Wager as much silver as you wish
- DC 14 CHA checks to know where the queen is.
- Winner takes all
- Feats of strength! - STR
After a few games and the characters have had a chance to interact and build relationships:
You are all pulled from your games by the sounds of trumpets announcing the arrival of the local lord, Vuduin Vapetor. Vapetor is a vibrant and flamboyant elf who embodies the nobility lifestyle. His outfit is filled with detailed embroidery and gemstones. He wears fine jewelry of gold and platinum that glimmers in the sun so brightly that you often have to adjust your gaze when you look at him. He arrives on a fine white steed in a procession of servants who all wear his family crest - a golden dragon with its tail intertwined into a gordian knot on a black background. His trots his horse into the middle of the festival where he announces to the crowd:
“My loyal subjects! It is I, your lord and protector Vapetor. It gives me such great joy to see you all dancing, playing games, and showing the bounty of your hard work over this difficult year. My family has ruled over this province for 200 years and there has never been a finer group of workers in all history. Through all our work this has been the most prosperous year we have ever had, even lord Reyxina has been jealous, and for that I have to thank each of you! Please accept my thanks for this timing could not have been better!” He turns to hold out his hand to his daughter who sits on a carriage in his procession. As he gestures towards she stands and curtseys.” My daughter, Lady Etenaela, is ready for her court presentation to her Majesty, Queen Finiona, this month. And with the prosperity that we all share we are very hopeful that she will give us her blessing. Thank you all, your Lord loves each of you.”
With that he, and his precession, make their way away from the festival. But the tax collector remains to take his cut. Check the winnings of everyone and the collector taxes half.
Recollections by Amber
Well, yesterday was a complete shitshow. Trust that bastard Vuduin and my father to ruin the one bloody day of joy the town gets all year. Seriously, the taxes are bad enough, but to grab the coins right out of their hands before they’ve even had a chance to count them is low, even for Vapid-tor and the Brainless Bunch. By the hells, I still can’t figure out where he digs up those guards. The way they finger their SHORT-swords all day while ogling the townswomen, it’s no great mystery what thoughts occupy those tiny minds.
It all started innocently enough! Festival day is always full of plenty of entertainments to keep a girl happy! Good old Astret sponsored a drinking contest, which of course I won. That pretty little elf even tried to take part, though she didn’t last long. She is so beautiful, whith those long legs… she hardly even seems like she’s walking when she moves…. Just sort of gliding over the ground. I, on the other hand, go stomping about in my ruddy big boots. Even her name is prettier than mine. Tourmaline is for dainty rings and broaches… Amber is just… just a big hunk of dried sap. You know, come to think of it, I hate her and her dainty name… hate her so much.
Anyway, after the drinking contest, things get a little fuzzy. I know there was a lot of pie... most of ended up on my shirt and in the slop trough. I think Josdreak won that one. Hells, he’ll be crowing about THAT until the next planting. There was also some kind of comedy contest, but none of their answers were very funny… mine were definitely better. I remember I kept trying to get on a horse, but definitely couldn’t. Probably for the best, since horses don’t really like me much. And then just when the fun was starting, Vapetor and his stuck-up little bitch arrived. And right at his heels, my father, like the good little lap-dog he is.
Makes me sick, to see my Da like that. I’ve heard all the stories about my dad in the army. They called him Bloody Ironfoot, they say. Could stomp a man to death as he ran by. Could take a giant at the knees, just to get at his head. But to look at him now, you’d never believe it. He has trouble reaching the top of the stairs, much less the top of a giant’s shoulders. Lifts more legs of lamb than axes these days. And when that Vapetor is around… he’s like a whipped warhound… “Yes, my Count. Right away, my Count. As you wish, my Count.” I mean, this is my Da’s town! These are his people! He is supposed to stand up for them! Protect them. Not rob them blind so Vapetor’s spineless runt can have a new party dress to meet the queen! And right in the middle of it, a fight starts. Didn’t see how it started, but when they started arresting people, I started throwing punches. I mean if the daughter of the Squire was in the fight, they couldn’t arrest EVERYONE right?
Must have hit a slick spot in the turf, though, cause before I know it, I’m on the ground, and Da is dragging me away by my hair. Saw him give Josdreak what for, too, before I passed out. Can’t remember why though, but it did kinda remind me of a time when Da wasn’t quite so old and slow. Reminded me of that time when he caught me and the Shepard’s son, showing each other what we had underneath our tunics. I had a bald spot for a month where he yanked me up out the hay, and I bet the Shepard’s boy (what WAS his name, again???) still has the marks from his crook on his shapely ass!
Anyway, when this hangover passes, I’ll go talk to my dad. I am sure I can get him to let those folks outta jail. I mean it was just a good old-fashioned rumble, after all. I may have to kiss Vuduin’s pimply ass too, though if he’s still here. Well, I can suck it up, as long as “Lady” Etenaela isn’t there looking down on me. I may have to remind her what she let her cousin do her that one time (no THREE times, was it?) down in the orchard. That’ll knock her down a few pegs off that pedestal her daddy’s got her on!