Play@YSDC

Louis lies still, trying to calm himself and recover. He can vaguely make out the fuzzy shapes of the others, their voices seem one minute far away, the next too loud. He can feel loose teeth with his tongue.

https://i.ibb.co/gw0dpnM/Screenshot-2024-01-29-at-14-01-33.png Name: Louis Ravensburger Player: Aine Age: 13 Gender: Male Archetype: The Poor Kid STR 40 CON 75 SIZ 30 DEX 45 APP 40 INT 60 Idea 60% POW 65 EDU 25 Know 25% Luck 65 SAN 48 (Max 99; 1/5th ?) 60, 59 (Chairoplane) HP 11/11 Current: 2 MP 13...

Elizabeth smiles, “Enjoy your ride out, Chevalier. I’ll meet you later at the master’s studio.” She drops a small curtesy and turns away to catch Henri before he melts into the crowd.

” Dear Henri, do you think there might be a unicorn mask in the wardrobe?”

Clarence looks at his watch,
"I imagine it would be hard to find a ferry at this time of night. Shall we start first thing? We can hope the black shirts will be having a lie in in the morning."

"Daz? Is that...? I... can't see..."
The boy, who is quite chubby under his camouflage-style clothing puts his hands out towards the boys and then falls to his knees.
"Why can't I see you?"

Roger that.

Elizabeth smiled secretively at Gui, she certainly didn't want to give the game away and whoever did steal the manuscript had done them all a big favour. Her ears pricked up at the sound of a masquerade ball. It was something she'd always dreamed about doing and she wondered if her Ceilidh dancing s...

Elizabeth looks over at Gui carefully, two burglaries in two nights; what a coincidence. She remembers the mysterious woman who might have ordered the first one.
She gives Gui a hard stare.

“I could escort Maria back to the hotel whilst you rescue Felicity.” Clarence quietly offers to Andrew and Archie.

I also have a character from an earlier game, possibly the same as Mr Handy. He is a photographer with 60% climb, 50% psychology, has been on a polar survival course and has a lot of luggage.
Could I use him? His name is Martin le Blanc, Canadian.

Jan rolls a 4. Which brings her up to a whopping 39. She may need to retire and take up bonsai-ing and consultancy work. I’ve got a Pulp Cthulhu question someone might be able to answer. How do you convert CofC monster hit points to Pulp Cthulhu, or do they stay the same? It’s just my gun-toting gro...

“Unfortunately M. Galiano is likely to be a master smith with words. I hope le Duc can withstand him.” The hall is filling up; Elizabeth looks round for her companions, Leonardo and Diego seem to be late sleepers too.

“Bravo, Chevalier, well said.” Elizabeth whispers to him. “ I can’t believe that Enrico Galiano is ignorant about the play but what his intentions are I can’t imagine. Be prepared for trouble once he’s told it’s to be cancelled.”

Although initially Jan is up front, she gets knocked over n the stampede and then struggles to catch up again; all that drinking has taken its toll.

Con 80 roll: 95

Elizabeth looked in wonder at the beautiful wall hangings and paintings. The colours were so vibrant compared to when she last saw similar ones in a French museum.
She crossed her fingers, hoping le Duc would heed the priest’s words.

Elizabeth nods and leads the way out. As she passes Jaques she stops momentarily, “Excuse me, Chevalier.” She flicks a few errant crumbs from his shoulder. She continues to the audience.

“Well.” Mutters Clarence as he hides in the shadows with Andrew and Archie. “Felicity’s on her own but she’ll be the best one to talk to Maria anyhow, hmm. “

Elizabeth looks alarmed at the old man but he seems well enough, just half asleep. She finishes nibbling the fruit, wishing that coffee had been invented by this point. “Yes, let’s go. The more time we have to prepare, the better. I’d like to find out where the players are too and try to meet them.”...

I too am curious to see the play as it is written. Surely there would be some clue to what will unfold during the evening and we can prepare.” Elizabeth turns to Jaques. “Chevalier, would you be kind enough to introduce me to Father Ignacio before you ride out?” She leans forward and in a conspirato...

Elizabeth is determined to see the inquisitor in a better light but wonders what he would think of people who revere a giant lion. She looks around the breakfast dishes and picks out a plate of choice fruits. This she carries over and places it in front of Henri. “For your master, I hope he slept we...