The Weird Sisters | EPIC

[Xango]

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GAME MASTER

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"We have much to share with you." That is what the oldest one says to you.

"To take." Says the youngest.

"To give." Says the mid-sister, but their voices are like one great sound.

They have so few visitors. They are excited, or aroused, or ravenous; the difference, to them, means little. Long ago they had names, but they are only called The Weird Sisters now, by the few people who believe they exist. You have heard of their kind before - Witches - those touched by the elder magicks. You stand before them on a high rock face, a wedge mountain whose only boundary seems to be the sky and the waters licking its foundation apart. You have made the journey alone, of course - that is what they instructed you to do many moons ago, when they first caught wind of your goal. You seek forbidden knowledge, knowledge of technique, of power belonging to the gods. It is the type of thing they know best, limited as they are by physical flesh.

To them, respect means everything. Though you can't see their faces, their tones are more telling than whatever glamoured visage they might conjure to greet you. To pass through their domain uninvited is worse than a death sentence, but you are brave, and strong, and they have asked to meet the one who desires the means to transcend time and space. The oldest, on the right, moves slowly and painfully, though her arthritic motions do not cause her to cry out. The youngest, on the left, moves quickly and with grace, but her words are spoken even quicker, and you can tell without seeing her eyes that she disapproves of your quest. The mid-sister only stares from beneath the cloth covering her head. She extends a rigid skinny arm to you.

Will you enter their parlor? Will you speak to them of that which you seek?

Will you survive gaining it?

They have prepared a trial for you, but it's details are not known. There are a few others nearby, other seekers, others who wish for the sisters to guide them to their dreams. Within 24 meters of you, four other shinobi crouch and bow, showing their reverence for the witchkind without pause.

But what will You do?

Sabolian

[Sabolian]

Voided 

[Xango]

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GAME MASTER

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The second you speak, the other four shinobi look at you as if you have lost your mind. They are genuinely panicked. They look down just as suddenly. All of them begin sweating profusely but say nothing.

"Not your queen, flatterer..."

"...fool..."

"...liar..."

They say in unison, looking down upon you with pure disgust. Their attitude has changed from Helpful to Unfriendly. They begin to draw slightly closer to you, inch by inch, in an overtly threatening manner. The other shinobi shift away from you as best they can without actually moving; behind the Weird Sisters the waves crash with fury, spraying sea foam over the tops of the mountain rock. The sky itself darkens as the sisters shake their heads in disapproval; though it seemed like day when you arrived, the clouds have become black, tinted with blood red. The others are too scared even to look directly at this change in the atmosphere, though some of them sneak peaks at you, or smile weakly at each other as if you have already eliminated yourself from the running.

"Will share with you death..." That is what the oldest one says to you.

"Take from you everything." Says the youngest.

"Give you nothing." Says the mid-sister, but their words are like a lion's roar that originates from between your own ears. They speak in your mind. Through you. You are some empty vessel the echo of their meaning can only superficially fill.

The youngest turns her head to one of the shinobi crouching away from you as if he has said something, though no one's mouth has moved except yours.

"Speak." All three sisters say to the other shinobi.

"Allow us to kill the fool for you, that you would not dirty your hands, if it is your will." Says the one that the youngest sister has turned to face, though the other shinobi nod in agreement before staring coldly in your direction.

The sisters say nothing.

[Sabolian]

Voided 

[Xango]

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GAME MASTER

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"SILENCE."

"Silence..."

"Silence..."

As they only utter a single word, the sister's synchronicity is perfect, and they are speaking now most specifically to you. This is the second time you have disrespected them by offering up meaningless words without first requesting permission. Their attitude has turned from Unfriendly to Hostile.

The other four shinobi have skill levels comparable to your own, and are so surprised by your arrogance and disrespect that, coupled with your fruitless intimidation attempts, they have all entered Confused states, and been afflicted with the Shaken condition. It has unnerved them to their very cores how one could be so overwhelmingly inept. They shy away from your attention even more, and at the shared command of the Weird Sister's,they fall immediately into silence.

"With this one, you may share something..."

"You must take something..."

"You must give something..."

They say, conjuring an image of your Target within all of your minds. The sisters explain curtly that you must share, take, or give something of interest or importance to your Target in order to be taught the mysteries of the technique you seek. You could have strategized to work together of course, but given their prior treatment, the four shinobi have turned Hostile towards you as well. Your Target is another witch, one with whom the sister's suspect to be influenced by some demonic foulness. Though you do not know personal information about your Target, they make a Strange Marking on one of the rocks before you, assuring you that it will lead you to where you can find...

...the Demon Witch.

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OBJECTIVES:
Travel to The Land Of Water, Find your Target, and Share, Take, or Give them something they desire before the other four shinobi can beat you to her.

Success of search posts to find Target will be determined by Dice Roll. Your chance of success is equivalent to the number of sentences you post in the following round.

[Sabolian]

Voided

[Xango]

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GAME MASTER

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Note: Travel is to be conducted within this thread. Continued attempts to Exit the thread will not result in automatic EPIC failure; all NPC's present will immediately attack to prevent you fleeing your task, however.

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MODIFIERS:

Begin making travel posts to the Land of Water. Once you arrive, you will have a 4% chance of finding your Target.  
IIC: 72 Hours.
Missing an IIC may result in critical hits and/or character death once combat is initiated.

[Sabolian]

Voided

[Xango]

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GAME MASTER

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As you do not have a map and have failed to utilize any navigational skills or even the compass you brought with you, your sense of direction is virtually nonexistent. Though you have begun travel, you have flown off in a random direction. The other four shinobi take the opportunity of you flying off to hide themselves completely from your view and senses, ensuring that you cannot backtrack to their location and follow them to the Land Of Water.

With no viable way to search for the Land of Water, all attempts made to go 'towards' the Land of Water will take you further away from it until legitimate RP has taken place.

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OBJECTIVES:

Perform sensible actions.

[Sabolian]

Voided

[Xango]

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GAME MASTER

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As you land on the ground once more, your Pathfinder sense informs you that the correct path leads off of the cliff behind where the sisters stood - they have vanished from sight as well, along with the shinobi - and as you have not specified using anything other than your mundane senses to locate them, the trail of the four shinobi is lost to you. They have already traveled outside the range of your unaided observation skill. As you only indicate using your pathfinder skill while on the ground, once your intended path leads beyond the cliff's edge, you recognize that the trail leads into the empty air. Taking flight after stopping the technique from further guiding you causes you to fly in a straight line off of the cliff, which will not carry you efficiently towards the Land of Water. A full post of flight at top speed with Good maneuverability will carry you approximately 58 meters beyond the cliff edge, and though closer to your destination than flying in a random direction would get you, you still do not know the exact location or exact path to the Land of Water.

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OBJECTIVES:

Utilize your techniques correctly.

[Sabolian]

Voided

[Xango]

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GAME MASTER

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You return to the Land; however having not indicated utilizing any skill nor your Pathfinder senses to locate a village or villagers, you are left with your mundane senses to guide you. Seeing as how you met with both witches and a group of shinobi on top of a cliff, it is of course the case that there are no nearby villages nor meandering villagers walking around who might disturb such an auspicious meeting. As you have decided to walk on without taking any time or any measures to analyze or pay attention to your surroundings, you once more travel in a random direction without seeing another human being, this time on foot. Your observation is not high enough to locate the nearest town, many miles away, and as such, you head only towards increasingly barren areas of rock broken momentarily by crashing waves, finding nothing. Soon night will be upon you.

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OBJECTIVES:

Utilize any aspect of rp legitimately.