conversations.from: system
conversations.value: ***Hush***
  
  ***Can you hear my heartbeat? It pulses deep under blackest soil, violent and electric. There coiled and sleeping 'neath twisted roots, I dream my vilest dreams for you. Will you unearth me?  Do you so dare?***
  
  ***They once called me mother.***
  
  ***Watch your step.***
  
  
  
  Narrator’s notes:
  
  I don’t have a ton of gaming experience, but I love to write. This is my very first attempt at narrating in Storium. (Nerves!)
  
  I’m a visual artist by trade. I think in pictures. I like to write this way as well. I’m looking for writers  who want to challenge themselves to write more descriptively and get to the core of their character as well as those of their fellow players; dig it up and pitch it around.  Make your descriptions juicy! Dark secrets are definitely encouraged.
  
  I don’t know everything about Shivermire yet. It’s my ambition that she should develop viscerally, as though she’s my own character contribution. She is after all, seemingly *alive.*
  
  Chosen characters will be "called" by an irresistible force to a meeting place and go forth from there.  The rest is a mystery which I hope will begin unraveling once I know a bit about the characters and they begin knowing each other!
  
  
  There will be horrifying creatures to fight, demons to face, and dire circumstances to navigate.  Emotions raging everywhere. Things could get messy. 
  
  
  I hope to foster a diplomatic and respectful environment in the  comments where players will feel comfortable both giving and receiving constructive criticism, encouraging one another, and tossing around ideas.  I'm all about process.  
  
  I  increased the maximum word count for players to 600 to encourage a painterly approach.
  
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Aha.  
  
conversations.prefix: Perceptive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've been a disappointment to those around you for long enough.
  
  Maybe you crave the respect of your peer(s), or some higher council. Maybe just a special someone.
  
  
  
  
conversations.prefix: Earn their Respect:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You don't need friends.  You're going to make that perfectly clear.
conversations.prefix: Malign:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're completely out of your element, and you don't want to be alone. Find someone to trust, or at least someone who seems to share your perspective.
conversations.prefix: Align :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There's got to be some game around these woods.  Maybe fish?
  
conversations.prefix: Hunt:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You saw that.
conversations.prefix: Keen Eye :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've got the right combination of skills and experience.  Someone has to take the lead or you'll sit here all day.
conversations.prefix: Take Charge:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Mother wants you to carry the orb.  Maybe you can figure out how to use it.
  
  (Allow me to narrate what happens to the orb when it is laid.  Once the orb goal is played out, the orb will seek a new bearer)
conversations.prefix: Unlock the Orb:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You plucked it from the tenuous threads of the past.  It might just save your butt a few times before it dissolves back into the ether.
conversations.prefix: Justus' Hunting Knife:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: On the Plains of Hesitation bleach the bones of countless millions who, at the Dawn of Victory, sat down to wait, and waiting—died! 
  
  -George W. Cecil 
conversations.prefix: Cerberus' Knuckles:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Quench thirst, clean wounds, douse fire...improvised weapon?
conversations.prefix: Scaly Canteen:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Fire Drake nests near here
conversations.prefix: Brimstone Rill:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Near the weird shack.
conversations.prefix: Quag:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've been separated from each other.  It's growing dark. (darkness is growing?) Find your way back to the fire.
conversations.prefix: Find your way back:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've been separated from each other.  It's growing dark. (darkness is growing?) Find your way back to the fire.
conversations.prefix: Find your way back (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've been separated from Aessa.  It's growing dark. (darkness is growing?) Find your way back to the fire.
conversations.prefix: Yakraiull: Find your way back (with water?):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've been separated from Yakraiull.  It's growing dark. (darkness is growing?) Find your way back to the fire.
conversations.prefix: Aessa: Find your way back (with your spirit?) :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It creaks and groans. Enter at your own peril.
conversations.prefix: Weird Shack:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ...
conversations.prefix: Swamp Hag:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Diminutive, slender, unassuming creatures with a sensitivity to light.  
  
  Cave dwelling.
  
  Incredibly intelligent, but bashful.  Timbles are thought to be mute, so there's much we don't yet know about them. 
  
  There is surely magic here.
conversations.prefix: Timble:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Wizards of the Glebe, who can sense and metabolize the grimmest emotions of those in proximity, transforming that energy into magic.
  
  Examples include: desolation, despair, loneliness/isolation, grief, longing etc.  
  
  These emotions are directly linked to the black earth of Glebe.
  
  In very rare cases, Bleaqs may develop a strong psychic connection to a particular creature, enabling them to manipulate that creature's thoughts and trigger the grimness and feed at will.
conversations.prefix: Bleaq:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Power over flesh and blood.
  
  Their call is wild magic. Element of water. Geographically associated with the Abyssal Deep.
  
  You have perfect pitch. Obviously.
  
conversations.prefix: Siren:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Shivermire's version of a demon. 
  
  Basically a chaos element. Associated with fire and the Slags. 
  
  Powers include (but are not limited to): 
  
  Calling up fire, controlling and in some cases banishing it.
  
  Impervious to fire.
  
  Some are capable of communicating with Wyverns, if they can be persuaded to risk their hide.
  
  
conversations.prefix: Firebrand:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *"Him the vindictive rod of angry justice
  Sent quick and howling to the center headlong;
  I, fed with judgment, in a fleshly tomb, am*
  	
  *Buried above ground."*
  
  -William Cowper
  
  
conversations.prefix: Vengeance:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Once you've lost your shit, it's endgame. 
  
conversations.prefix: Rage:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've been through hell. so you know just how to handle this shit.
  
  
  
conversations.prefix: Experienced:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Rumored by some to be a place of great power. Others whisper of a dark portal.
conversations.prefix: The Division:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Black earth.
conversations.prefix: Glebe:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The shrills will prick your flesh, your ears, your very soul.  
conversations.prefix: The Shrills:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Summon wind
conversations.prefix: Muthcrill's Ring:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What does it do?
conversations.prefix: Iron crucible:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Carrying it hurts.
conversations.prefix: Branch of the Weeping Tree:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *"It is more natural to me, lying down.
  Then the sky and I are in open conversation,
  And I shall be useful when I lie down finally:
  Then the trees may touch me for once, and the flowers have time for me."*
  -Sylvia Plath
conversations.prefix: Death Wish:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *Vanitas vanitatum omnia vanitas*
  
  *(Vanity of vanities; everything is vanity)*
conversations.prefix: Vanity:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Raise the dead
conversations.prefix: Phoenix feather:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: What does it open?
conversations.prefix: Tarnished Key:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Esssence of the phantasmal forest
conversations.prefix: Violet smoke:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Past, present, future...
  
  You *see* things.
  
  The debilitating part is translating it.
  
  Geographically associated with the Phantasmal Copse.
  
conversations.prefix: Auspex:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sure is pretty.  So...pretty.
conversations.prefix: Opalescent stone:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You  have a bag of holding sewn into your robes. 
  
  Isn't that *handy*.
  
conversations.prefix: Deep Pocket:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're a brute.  
  
  You might not be a magical being, but you do possess unearthly physical might.  You look the part too.  
conversations.prefix: Behemoth:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Spell potion.  Summon frost.
  
  But how does it work?
  
conversations.prefix: Cold Snap:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Mother made it obvious you need to take the stone with you, but it's a real pain. How will you carry it?
conversations.prefix: Carry the Stone:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A rock from the very bowels of the earth, deposited by some unknown force of nature.
  
  It emits a deep thrum when active, slowly deranging anyone who lingers near it.  
  
  Be thankful this one is so very small.  You just might be able to survive it.  
  
  Maybe you can harness it's power instead of destroying it. 
  
  You might lose your mind trying.
  
  
conversations.prefix: Erratic:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Did you just move?  Did that just happen?  
  
  
conversations.prefix: Quick:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: See an opportunity to seize power? Take it by any means necessary.
  
  Control.
conversations.prefix: Power Hungry:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Is that an opportunity to shine? You're too busy feeling worthless and undeserving.
conversations.prefix: self doubt:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Whatever your poison, it's eating you from the inside out, and right now it's endangering the mission. Or one of the group.  Or both.
conversations.prefix: Addiction:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Enmity takes root easily in you.  The soil is so darkly fertile.  
  
  Maybe you know why. 
  
  Maybe you want to change. 
  
  Maybe you're just a bad seed.
conversations.prefix: Malice:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Either:
  
  a) You don't care.
  
  b) You don't *seem* to care
  
  
conversations.prefix: Apathy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You just plain don't know how to *be* in this situation.  Hopefully you don't have to speak words too.
  
  (You might also be clumsy)
conversations.prefix: Awkward:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Well, that was stupid.
  
  Are you actually short brain cells?
  
  Or is it that you don't think things through before you act?
  
  
conversations.prefix: Dumbass:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're so smooth.
  
  You know just what to say and when to say it. 
  
  
conversations.prefix: Silver-tongued:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have a beautiful mind.
  It knows things.
  
conversations.prefix: Logical:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have a beautiful spirit.  It knows things.
conversations.prefix: Intuitive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are a pillar of strength. 
  
  Stoic. Steadfast.  Stubborn, even.
  
conversations.prefix: Stalwart:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: More spooky shit.  It never ends.
conversations.prefix: Phantasmal Copse:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It actually cries
conversations.prefix: The Weeping Tree:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're just so *fascinating*. 
  
  It's...distracting.
conversations.prefix: Allure:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your power lies in the fact that everyone assumes you are powerless.
conversations.prefix: Underestimated:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *"The water in a vessel is sparkling; the water in the sea is dark. The small truth has words which are clear; the great truth has great silence."*
  
  -Rabindranath Tagore
  
conversations.prefix: Find the Truth:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *(narrator controlled)*
  Prophesy. Communes with Mother. 
  *If he speaks*, he speaks in riddles. 
conversations.prefix: Carrion Man :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Spirtit Pine towers above the bracken, seemingly the wellspring of the call.  
  
  Why have you each been summoned here? 
conversations.prefix: Spirit Pine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: She spits it up like an offering. It thrums with knowing.  Oracle stone is situated precariously several feet down a chasm.
  
  
conversations.prefix: Oracle Stone:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've got the right combination of skills and experience.  Someone has to take the lead or you'll sit here all day.
conversations.prefix: Take Charge (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're completely out of your element, and you don't want to be alone. Find someone to trust, or at least someone who seems to share your perspective.
conversations.prefix: Align  (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You don't need friends.  You're going to make that perfectly clear.
conversations.prefix: Malign (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It's going to take awhile to figure out how to unlock the stone's potential.  In the meantime, you are tasked with the necessary pain of carrying and protecting it.
conversations.prefix: Oracle Stone:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You  have a bag of holding sewn into your robes. 
  
  Isn't that *handy*.
  
conversations.prefix: Deep Pocket (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Quench thirst, clean wounds, douse fire...improvised weapon?
conversations.prefix: Scaly Canteen (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Racknes are hostile creatures that stand as tall as a Behemoth.
  
  They're not venomous, but they have barbed appendages and webbing/saliva so cold it burns. Typically they are bound to/guarding something magical.
  
  They are very persistent.
conversations.prefix: Rackne:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Racknes are hostile creatures that stand as tall as a Behemoth.
  
  They're not venomous, but they have barbed appendages and webbing/saliva so cold it burns. Typically they are bound to/guarding something magical.
  
  They are very persistent.
conversations.prefix: Return of Rackne:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's going to take awhile to figure out how to unlock the stone's potential.  In the meantime, you are tasked with the necessary pain of carrying and protecting it.
conversations.prefix: Oracle Stone (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: So much has happened since you arrived at Spirit Tree. Tend your wounds, feed your belly, connect the dots.
conversations.prefix: Collect your bearings:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Berries, leaves, nuts, mushrooms...bugs? HUNGRY.
conversations.prefix: Forage:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Tasty tasty flesh.  Will you share with a friend, or keep it all to yourself? 
conversations.prefix: Fresh kill:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Having a predatory urge? There's something underneath the scrub. Catch it if you can.
conversations.prefix: Small Game:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You threw the bones last night.  What did you glean? How will you proceed?
conversations.prefix: Caedmor: Remember the bones:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Keep the group warm, and possibly cook the meat (*who does that?*)
conversations.prefix: Build a Fire (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Keep the group warm, and possibly cook the meat (*who does that?*)
conversations.prefix: Build a Fire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Thirst quenching, life giving, cleansing, revitalizing water.  
  
  Where is it hiding?
conversations.prefix: Find Water.:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Thirst quenching, life giving, cleansing, revitalizing water.  
  
  Where is it hiding?
conversations.prefix: Find Water. (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There's got to be something food-like to nom on around here.  
conversations.prefix: Forage/Hunt :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's got to be something food-like to nom on around here.  
conversations.prefix: Forage/Hunt (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Someone should get an idea of the lay of the land in case you have to make a quick getaway in the night.
  
conversations.prefix: Scout the Perimeter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You should probably like...bond or something.
  
  Make a connection: physical, mental or emotional. 
conversations.prefix:  Esprit de Corps:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Keep the fire going.
  Keep watch.
  Keep from falling asleep.
  Keep it together.
conversations.prefix: Guard Duty:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Keep the fire going.
  Keep watch.
  Keep from falling asleep.
  Keep it together.
conversations.prefix: Guard Duty (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A cackling hound's cries are harsh enough to the ears, let alone their capacity to disturb and stricken the mind...
  How will the bleaq proceed?
conversations.prefix: Kyroat:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *individual outcomes*
  Sacrifice. Is it nothing new, or is it news to you? What will you offer?  Will he deem it worthy?
  
  *Note: Carrion Man's responses are narrator-controlled.*
conversations.prefix: Appeal to Carrion Man:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The woods just spat out something tall dark strange. How does everyone react? 
  
  (Individual outcomes)
conversations.prefix: First Impressions:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Carrion Men don't typically drop feathers.  Maybe you know this much. Maybe you don't, but you believe it could somehow prove useful. Or maybe you just take it because it's pretty.
  
  (Note: I can see many tasks/encounters/environments where the feather could prove useful.  If you see an opportunity, seize it! Just describe how your character decides to employ it and why, and I'll add narration if needed.)  
conversations.prefix: Carrion's Quill:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Carrion Men don't typically drop feathers.  Maybe you know this much. Maybe you don't, but you believe it could somehow prove useful. Or maybe you just take it because it's pretty.
  
  (Note: I can see many tasks/encounters/environments where the feather could prove useful.  If you see an opportunity, seize it! Just describe how your character decides to employ it and why, and I'll add narration if needed.)  
conversations.prefix: Carrion's Quill (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The old crone seems to know a thing or two about where you're coming from and what's happening to Mother, but she'll only share if you do first.
  
  (Alga's responses are narrator controlled)
conversations.prefix: Alga: Truth:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The old crone seems to know a thing or two about where you're coming from and what's happening to Mother, but she'll only share if you do first.
  
  (Alga's responses are narrator controlled)
conversations.prefix: Alga: Wish:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The old crone seems to know a thing or two about where you're coming from and what's happening to Mother, but she'll only share if you do first.
  
  (Alga's responses are narrator controlled)
conversations.prefix: Alga: Gift:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This old crone seems to know a thing or two about where you're coming from and what's happening to Mother, but she'll only share if you do first.
conversations.prefix: Alga:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Crossing the swamp definitely effected you somehow.  
  
  If you have an uncertain outcome you get to choose either outcome.
   
  
conversations.prefix: Bogged down:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Crossing the swamp definitely effected you somehow.  Describe the journey.  
  
  If you have an uncertain outcome you get to choose either outcome.
  
  
conversations.prefix: Bogged down (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Alga may have opened it, but in order to do it's work the orb must first be familiarized/charged. 
  
  Individual outcomes.  
  
  Remember to it your nature/demonstrate your power. 
conversations.prefix: Orb:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *Cruelty has a human heart,
  And Jealousy a human face;
  Terror the human form divine,
  And Secrecy the human dress.*
  
  -William Blake
conversations.prefix: Not What You Seem:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: When it comes time to act, you remain hesitant.  After all you have seen the broken flow of time and know that an error leads to catastrophe.  Is it this moment, or another?  And so the moment slips on by with no choice made.
conversations.prefix: Hesitant:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: All things are linked - past, present and future - an intricate weaving in which the pull of one thread sends ripples back and forth.  The trick is to find the one thread that makes sense of it all, that brings forth the answers you seek.
conversations.prefix: Unravel The Tapestry:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're just so *fascinating*. 
  
  It's...distracting.
conversations.prefix: Allure:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Enmity takes root easily in you.  The soil is so darkly fertile.  
  
  Maybe you know why. 
  
  Maybe you want to change. 
  
  **Maybe you're just a bad seed.**
conversations.prefix: Malice:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *"And then they'll sew you closed / and give you back to the water / from where we're all born / from where we're all born."*
  
  -Cloud Cult
conversations.prefix: Home is Calling:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Splintered fragments of the human psyche, given life of their own.
  
  At home in the dark and the liminal boundaries between life and death, waking and nightmare.
conversations.prefix: Shadowshard:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are a creature of the shadows. The dark holds nothing to fear.
conversations.prefix: Fearborn:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your twin selves conflict, perpetually battling for dominance.
conversations.prefix: Torn:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your two selves have been at war for as long as you remember. Is it possible for your dueling halves to find peace?
conversations.prefix: Find Wholeness:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *And close your eyes with holy dread*
  
  *For he on honey-dew hath fed,*
  
  *And drunk the milk of Paradise.*
  
  ~Samuel Taylor Coleridge
  
conversations.prefix: Addict:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Not all the glimpses of the future come to you as vague notions or obscured understanding.  There are moments of pure clarity where the flow of events stands out stark and bright and you know what must be done.
conversations.prefix: Memories of Tomorrow:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your body has been stripped down to bare bones. Oddly, this condition has its advantages.
conversations.prefix: Bare Necessities:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You know how to hunt down and kill a thing.
  
  It's a little bit creepy.
conversations.prefix: Predatory:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Buried in a well of hatred, you find a drop of compassion.
conversations.prefix: Strange Fondness:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Something out there does not like you, seeks to hunt you.  More so, it seems able to bend the tapestry of fate and time, to lead astray and cause troubles unforeseen.
conversations.prefix: The Dark Threads of Fate:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Everything is fascinating. 
  
  Including the things you don't need to be focusing on. 
  
  *Especially* the things you don't need to be focusing on. 
conversations.prefix: To The Point of Distraction:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have an intensity that can make you a force to be reckoned with –for good or ill.  Also, you may be made from actual fire.
conversations.prefix: Fiery:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: From which valve beats these unknown feelings?
conversations.prefix: New Stirrings: