Character name: Iltros
Objective: Fresh play with game changes, writing practice
Rules of play: It is another writing practice so I might reload after a death like for accidents. Example: If I’m real life tired and not paying attention then walk onto ice that breaks and drown.
MODs: BAC
Might add a weapon trainer mod later.
Culture:
Driik
Attributes:
Well… I did do one where I did a lot of rerolls not for a superman but at least not crippled. Rereading the rules for Bouddia’s challenge I deleted that character. This new one was on the first roll set and at least not a cripple. This one wasn’t a reroll.
On a scale of 1-5
Intel 3
Will 4.5
Str 2.5
End 2
Dex 4.5
Agility 3
Speed 3
Eyesight 4
Hearing 3
Smell/taste 3
Touch 4
Rituals:
General Sacrifice
Bear Skull Rite - place a bear skull in a tree to return the bear spirit
Net favorableness - have your sheep walk over a net
Blood stanching incantation - recite to stop blood loss
Skills:
Wanted to have a concept of a viable pre-adventure life. Did lower his skiing skill reflecting mostly in the Driik area or out fishing. Settled into high “skilled” for fishing and carpentry skills. During the warm seasons out fishing with the family who made their own boat. Other laborers were hired to fell logs (timbercraft). They made clinkered punts for themselves or sale. In the winter time they worked on carpentry (or other skills using that score).
Scenario:
Hurt, helpless and afraid
Game Course:
Unreal world
Wounds: on a scale of 1-5
Deep cut in left eye, bright red, 5! (GAAAH!)
Minor puncture in fight forearm 0.5
Fracture in left eye, 3
Shallow cut in abdomen, 2
Backstory:
His family were boat builders and fishermen among the Driik. In the warm seasons they fished more. In the winter they built more. They among the few that made the larger clinkered punts. Laborers were hired to do the timber craft like felling logs while they built the boats. If boat work wasn’t needed they crafted other things or worked with the iron smith.
This winter time Iltros was hired to sail traders among the islands. The trader’s own ocean craft wasn’t expected until spring. This was their effort to make a few more trades over the winter.
While among the islands a great storm blew up. Giant waves tossed about. One might see shapes in the foam of faces of people, horses and octopus. They say a foreigner with a fishing trident walked amid the storm waves. Iltros fell out of their boat and was speared by the stranger, in his left eye! As blackness of pain was overtaking him Iltros recited the blood-stanching ritual.
Iltros woke up on the land, naked, hurt and afraid.He was limbs spread over a knoll on the ground looking up to the open the sky. Looking that is with only his right eye.
His left eye was caked over with blood and salt. He worried he would his sight in that eye. Yet he could remember a tale that in other lands of a man who gave away one eye to see in the spirit realm.
This is how Iltros remembered being brought into the island challenge.
Links to my other stories:
Calle
https://www.unrealworld.fi/forums/index.php?topic=6953.0Tuukka
https://www.unrealworld.fi/forums/index.php?topic=6082.0Kylpymies
https://www.unrealworld.fi/forums/index.php?topic=6076.0Pekka
https://www.unrealworld.fi/forums/index.php?topic=6016.0Iltros
The island challenge
http://www.unrealworld.fi/forums/index.php?topic=6007.0Cornan
An adventure to emulate Conan
http://www.unrealworld.fi/forums/index.php?topic=5461.0Novrus
A long adventure establishing a first winter house
https://www.unrealworld.fi/forums/index.php?topic=4640.0
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