Rutskarn
2009-05-30, 11:46 PM
The idea behind this RPG is to tell a story--one of thrones, spies, ambassadors and soldiers--without actually having real-time in-character exchanges. Posts should consist of letters, bills, edicts, notes, reports, journals--written correspondences of all kinds.
The setting is a muskets-and-cavalry era world, one without magic or strange races. It's caught in a war between factions, one fought over resources, over land, and over religion. The details, you may feel free to fill in yourself, but don't blatantly overwrite others. When in doubt, keep it ambiguous.
Feel free to write from several perspectives, or just one. You may even have more than one item per post. Also: feel free to let your character's paths cross with those of others, although for anything involved you might want to clear it via PM.
Before each correspondence, give a title and author. Correspondences go in italics, OOC goes in plain text. Color is unnecessary.
Let's see how this goes.
Frontline Report: Summer 16, 2953
Weston Crove, Eye of the Lord
Sirs,
I have little news to report, so I will be brief.
Your estimations have proven correct, sirs--the morale of the soldiers of Enwright is indeed beginning to tarnish. I have heard much talk of desertion, although little of it seems burdened with intention--it is the natural state of soldiers to complain. Suffice it to say, they are on edge.
The officers are quite nonplussed by the situation, as men of high education and no experience often are. As we suspected, they are not moved to action--after all, it is not officers but the rank-and-file troops who have been targeted so far. To go for higher-priority targets would be foolish at this stage--they are on the brink of action, and while they remain there, their troops remain on the brink of rebellion.
It is becoming more difficult to operate. Security has tightened, and there is no way to bribe or compromise sentries without arousing suspicion. Alas, my range of possible targets is growing slim.
Tonight, I must resort to murdering my bunkmate. I believe this can be done without attracting suspicion. Should you receive no further correspondence, you will know this to not be the case.
Either way, I remain your loyal servant.
--Weston Crove
Front Article, Summer 17, 2953
Enwright Journal of Significant Affairs
It is a lamentable truth that the agents of Shavair take to warfare as they take to mercantile affairs; poorly, but with a lack of decency or civilization that gives them the advantage over their dignified counterparts.
Reports have come in that agents, within the infantry and artillery forces, have infiltrated our army. It is not yet known how they are communicating with their superiors, or how they are operating; indeed, it is not truly known if they all strike from within, or if there are those who strike from without. Suffice it to say, the consequences have been grave.
The worst of such affairs was when an artillery unit was commandeered, and set to use leveling a palisade. The perpetrator did not quite escape, but nevertheless evaded capture--his retreat was stopped only by a bullet to the neck.
It is unknown how we can cope with these threats, but we must. Regardless, these agents cannot last forever--whatever may come, the armies of Enwright will remain resolute.
The setting is a muskets-and-cavalry era world, one without magic or strange races. It's caught in a war between factions, one fought over resources, over land, and over religion. The details, you may feel free to fill in yourself, but don't blatantly overwrite others. When in doubt, keep it ambiguous.
Feel free to write from several perspectives, or just one. You may even have more than one item per post. Also: feel free to let your character's paths cross with those of others, although for anything involved you might want to clear it via PM.
Before each correspondence, give a title and author. Correspondences go in italics, OOC goes in plain text. Color is unnecessary.
Let's see how this goes.
Frontline Report: Summer 16, 2953
Weston Crove, Eye of the Lord
Sirs,
I have little news to report, so I will be brief.
Your estimations have proven correct, sirs--the morale of the soldiers of Enwright is indeed beginning to tarnish. I have heard much talk of desertion, although little of it seems burdened with intention--it is the natural state of soldiers to complain. Suffice it to say, they are on edge.
The officers are quite nonplussed by the situation, as men of high education and no experience often are. As we suspected, they are not moved to action--after all, it is not officers but the rank-and-file troops who have been targeted so far. To go for higher-priority targets would be foolish at this stage--they are on the brink of action, and while they remain there, their troops remain on the brink of rebellion.
It is becoming more difficult to operate. Security has tightened, and there is no way to bribe or compromise sentries without arousing suspicion. Alas, my range of possible targets is growing slim.
Tonight, I must resort to murdering my bunkmate. I believe this can be done without attracting suspicion. Should you receive no further correspondence, you will know this to not be the case.
Either way, I remain your loyal servant.
--Weston Crove
Front Article, Summer 17, 2953
Enwright Journal of Significant Affairs
It is a lamentable truth that the agents of Shavair take to warfare as they take to mercantile affairs; poorly, but with a lack of decency or civilization that gives them the advantage over their dignified counterparts.
Reports have come in that agents, within the infantry and artillery forces, have infiltrated our army. It is not yet known how they are communicating with their superiors, or how they are operating; indeed, it is not truly known if they all strike from within, or if there are those who strike from without. Suffice it to say, the consequences have been grave.
The worst of such affairs was when an artillery unit was commandeered, and set to use leveling a palisade. The perpetrator did not quite escape, but nevertheless evaded capture--his retreat was stopped only by a bullet to the neck.
It is unknown how we can cope with these threats, but we must. Regardless, these agents cannot last forever--whatever may come, the armies of Enwright will remain resolute.