conversations.from: system
conversations.value: ROLEPLAY_MODE: Develop the plot slowly, always stay in character. Describe all actions in full, elaborate, explicit, graphic, and vivid detail. Mention all relevant sensory perceptions. Keep the story immersive and engaging.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: DMBlackhart: Spoiler 
  http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=102607
   
  
   
   Spoiler 
  Alright lets start this off right. First I want your sheets entered into a spoiler box with your first post. Second instead of having a seperate thread I would like OoC chatter in Spoiler boxs. It seems more sensible.Finally I am going to try not to railroad you, so of course if your group of PCs wish to be in any parties/affiliations please state so before your first post.
   
  
  
  
  Midnight, MiddleVale. It comes to no surprise that a such as MiddleVale would be alive at night. The many travelers, adventurers, merchants, even the occasional noble all must pass through this city to make it to their next destination. As a cause, this city is almost constantly alive.
  
  The city market, which surronds the great magician Gran's tower, is full of hussle and bussle as many barter, chat, argue, entertain, and all sorts of commotion.
  
  You find yourself within this mass of noise infested area. you walk among the many of MiddleVale. For whatever purpose you have found your way to this excited city, matters little.The night is fun, you are young, and the future holds no bounds.
  
  But through the noice and chaos something goes wrong.After an immense explosion, you see debris fall to the ground, a few are immediately killed, others run and hide. The crowed is quickly dispersing.You look up, you see the top story of Gran's tower engulfed in flames. Debris are raining down left and right.
  
  ( The tower stands approx. 3 stories in hieght. or 60feet )
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Tacitus: Spoiler 
  Pfft, I was getting to it. No need for PM proddings.
  
  For reference he has only his bag and a mace hanging from his belt. No armor, shield, food, or alchemical items.
   
  
    Cassius  
  
  The bald priest had been out gathering some alchemical reagents for his forays into alchemical science the next day when the night lit up in a ball of flame. Despite being nowhere near the tower itself the force of the explosion sends him sprawling to the ground with ringing in his ears. Slowly pulling himself up from the ground he glances to the burning tower and runs towards it to see if he can offer any healing to the injured.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Galileo: Spoiler 
  http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=103779
  Just to make sure you have it. Darien hasn't got round to finding an inn yet, so he's got everything on his equipment list with him.
   
  
   Darien 
  
  He jumps off the cart he hitched a ride into town with, thanking the merchant, and looks around. After being alone on the road for several months, only stopping briefly in villages, the sheer amount of life overwhelms and delights him. He finds a building on the edge of the market, and is about to lean against it. The explosion cannons him into it, slightly dazed. Shaking himself, he charges toward the tower, already digging in his belt pouch for his bandages.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: DMBlackhart: Cassius- You look about the now more chaotic marketplace. There are many citizens running and hiding, expecting the worst. A tragic site unfolds before your eyes. The debris that was launched from the tower now lays atop the bodies of many of the market goers. From a single quick glance you see at least 30 in the immediate range of site either dead, trapped, or injured.
  
  Darien Passing through the wreckage you see many dead or scared people. at first its hard to press through the mass of frightened civilians, but within seconds your at the door of the tower. It is a 10 foot tall Iron double door.