ROAD TRIP CONFESSIONALS

[thewinemom]

TIMELINE:
It's the days after the purple worm incident. The beautiful Fantasy Australia scenery is composed of dirt, some embarrassing shrubs, and a whoooooole lot of despair. It's gonna be a looooooong drive to the temple if we don't figure out some way to pass the time!

What does that mean?

It means: It's time to get to know each other, assholes!

Post a top level so your party members can approach you with their probing personal questions!

Respond to other people's top levels with your probing personal questions!

Mix! Mingle! Make friends!

Comments

[lizardtits]

"No problem. Anything to make this trip easier."

Velo hands over one of the bottles, stashes the second, and helps herself to part of the third. She'll make a point of sharing it around with everyone.

"...Heh, I say that like this trip's bad to begin with. I mean, it probably is, but I'd rather be out here instead of a prisoner in those mines."

[thewinemom]

"It's not so bad out here." A little bit boring, sure, and kind of uncomfortable and also kind of smelly - even though she's got a spell to create water, it's water for drinking, not for baths, and she'd rather not expend the energy on now risky magic unless absolutely necessary.

And anyway, it'd take more than a brief shower of ten gallons to un-stink Gorudak. The half-orc needs a full-body soak and at least ten gallons of soap.

"And it's definitely better than the mines." She pops open the bottle Velo handed her and raises it to toast sweet, sweet freedom before bringing it to her lips and drinking. She definitely likes the stuff Mercy has to offer better, but in the end beer is beer and it hits the spot.

...Speaking of mines...

"Mm..." Now seems as good a time to ask as any. "...What were you on that ship for, anyway?"

[lizardtits]

Velo is about to take a swig, as well, but the question gives her pause. With most people, she'd probably keep quiet about it. No need to bring up what wasn't relevant, but having traveled together for this long, Nin deserves to know. She takes a breath and starts rattling off the charges she was convicted of.

"Twenty-five counts of first-degree murder, ten counts of involuntary manslaughter, tampering with Empire-owned military devices, destroying said devices, treason, instigating rebellion, stealing Empire goods, tampering with Empire goods, creating forbidden technology, using forbidden technology, unauthorized use of magic, and breaking curfew."

She takes a drink. Yep, that's everything.

"I was also charged with public indecency, but that was acquitted. Also property damage. I don't know how I got out of that one..."

[thewinemom]

Nin listens calmly as Velo rattles off that impressive list, as she does with most things, and even takes the opportunity to start in on the stew the other made. It's apparent to her halfway through Velo's recitation that there is a very interesting story here. The word "Empire" comes up quite a lot.

"Maybe they felt like it was redundant at that point."

Not going to lie, Nin's impressed. She just got shipped off for loitering in the wrong douchebag's part of the world, while Velo...she has no idea what Velo was up to, but whatever it was, it was big.

...Like most things Velo does, come to think of it.

She mulls over Velo's list of crimes while she has another mouthful of stew, before coming to a decision.

"Okay, I can't even pretend not to be curious. What even lead up to all that?"

[lizardtits]

"The Empire loves doling out convictions, and I'm pretty sure half a building counts as some form of property damage. Guess it wasn't technically me that did it."

She pauses to take a mouthful of stew. It was almost like she was disappointed to not be charged with it. Truth be told, she would have rather not be caught at all, but with everything else under her belt she might as well go all the way.

Moderation? What's that?

"The whole thing was a worker's strike gone wrong. I wasn't the head of it, but I was the mouthpiece and one of the driving forces, so when we were caught the Empire shoved most of the blame on me."

[thewinemom]

Listening to Velo talk means more time for eating, hell yes. The stew's not half bad, despite Velo not having had much to work with when putting it together, and the dry biscuit soaks up the broth well, so she has literally zero complaints.

"Mmm...You're really not much for moderation, are you?" Nin had already reached that conclusion simply by existing in the same space as Velo for the past...What, week? Two weeks? It seems as if so much has happened since they all walked off Waywright's ship together, which it has. But the fact of the matter is, even with all the shit that's gone down, not very much time at all has passed since that day. Still, it's always nice to have one's suspicions confirmed.