- Location
- boundless optimism
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Transmutations of Lead: An Alchemist Quest
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Turn 1: First Steps
- Location
- boundless optimism
You are Pseudo Alexander, an apprentice alchemist of the Perfect Circle. You have fallen on some hard times, having caused the death of your master through grand idiocy. Most embarrassing is the fact that you have signed a significant part of your life over to the insane, self-abdicating cultists of the True Fire. You can more or less live with being hunted down by both the forces of Heaven and the peers of your master, Eumenes, but the so far comfortable life here in the temple is suffocating you.
As you are one of the laity, the bearded abbot, who's name is simply given as Pater, does not force you to take part in the strict regime of the faithful. And thank the Thrice Great that you are allowed food after noon, that you are allowed to drink, and that you are allowed mushrooms. You quite like mushrooms. You politely ignore that his name is Father, but his rank is abbot, which is a highly confusing state of affairs. In return, he has largely stopped the sniggering amongst the acolytes of the Temple
Life, therefore, isn't all that bad. Of course, you are only allowed theory, and not actual experimentation. Abbot Pater went as far as to waggle a finger when you requested an alembic and a furnace, saying that you have ruined one great old man already, and he is not keen on adding himself to your kill list.
You exist like a delectable mushroom. Largely kept in the dark and growing on paper. Your brain spins and hums with untold possibilities and you have caught yourself wondering how hard would it be, to complete an Intercalate Transmutation, as detailed in the work of Count Etzel, who was arrested and executed by beheading for serial identity fraud. Before evidence of his alchemical mastery came to light. You remember pouring over broadsheets- the Myrmidon commissioner was very disappointed that he didn't get to burn someone.
Clock Created- 0/4->Self Control: If you do not have something to do and very soon you will do something very unwise and very interesting. For someone observing at a very far distance.
Choose Three Options from the following. One must come from the Work Section.
Clocks
0/8->Debt: By the grace of the True Fire, the faithful of the Hidden Temple own your ass and expect you to work it off. Congratulations!
0/4->Self Control: If you do not have something to do and very soon you will do something very unwise and very interesting. For someone observing at a very far distance.
Study:
[]- Make a Thorough Study of the Black Book of Ibn Al-Ghul: Ibn Al-Ghul postulates that ghuls are not attracted to rot and putrescence, but the last glimmerings of the soul, leaving the material. That they are beings of thought made flesh, and therefore know many things..
[]- Make a Thorough Study of the Transmutations of Silver: The material form is a reflection of empyreal worth, empyreal worth can be measured in utils and ergs. The invocation of the Ideal upon the Real is best used with tongues of fearsome fire.
[]- Make a Thorough Study of the Hidden Temple of the Second Dawn's Library: You have always loved the wild tales of angel binding, demon summoning, and exorcism that is the ambit of the True Fire. You know you can surpass them.
Explore:
[]- Wander the areas of your Apprenticeship: Nostalgia still has a hold on you, and you have yet to finish chewing the bones of Master Eumenes clean in a shameless, roguish manner.
[]- Hit up the Grand Bazaar of the Worms: The everyday items of the Bazaar are a good start to be where you once were. If you can avoid the fraudsters.
[]- Pick the bones of the Wreck of Holies: The great ship from Upper Heaven has beached on the Amniotic Sea and no one has bothered looking. Except for you and a host of other miscreants.
Experiment: You lack relevant materials in order to further any experiments. Your alchemical equipment was lost in the explosion you caused at Rukhrest. Your master's equipment is no doubt in secure storage in a Hazardous Materials Storage Unit, guarded by Myrmidons. You can attain them later on, as it would be suicide to raid a Myrmidon HQ right now.
Work:
[]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[]- Priesting: You chant the words and wear the robes yet the words are lies and the robes shackles. (+2 Self Control, +1 Debt. Low chance of obtaining a Stat)
[]- Pedagogy: You teach rhetoric and genealogies and civil law to mudbrained midwit dunces. (+0 Self Control, +1 Debt)
As you are one of the laity, the bearded abbot, who's name is simply given as Pater, does not force you to take part in the strict regime of the faithful. And thank the Thrice Great that you are allowed food after noon, that you are allowed to drink, and that you are allowed mushrooms. You quite like mushrooms. You politely ignore that his name is Father, but his rank is abbot, which is a highly confusing state of affairs. In return, he has largely stopped the sniggering amongst the acolytes of the Temple
Life, therefore, isn't all that bad. Of course, you are only allowed theory, and not actual experimentation. Abbot Pater went as far as to waggle a finger when you requested an alembic and a furnace, saying that you have ruined one great old man already, and he is not keen on adding himself to your kill list.
You exist like a delectable mushroom. Largely kept in the dark and growing on paper. Your brain spins and hums with untold possibilities and you have caught yourself wondering how hard would it be, to complete an Intercalate Transmutation, as detailed in the work of Count Etzel, who was arrested and executed by beheading for serial identity fraud. Before evidence of his alchemical mastery came to light. You remember pouring over broadsheets- the Myrmidon commissioner was very disappointed that he didn't get to burn someone.
Clock Created- 0/4->Self Control: If you do not have something to do and very soon you will do something very unwise and very interesting. For someone observing at a very far distance.
Choose Three Options from the following. One must come from the Work Section.
Clocks
0/8->Debt: By the grace of the True Fire, the faithful of the Hidden Temple own your ass and expect you to work it off. Congratulations!
0/4->Self Control: If you do not have something to do and very soon you will do something very unwise and very interesting. For someone observing at a very far distance.
Study:
[]- Make a Thorough Study of the Black Book of Ibn Al-Ghul: Ibn Al-Ghul postulates that ghuls are not attracted to rot and putrescence, but the last glimmerings of the soul, leaving the material. That they are beings of thought made flesh, and therefore know many things..
[]- Make a Thorough Study of the Transmutations of Silver: The material form is a reflection of empyreal worth, empyreal worth can be measured in utils and ergs. The invocation of the Ideal upon the Real is best used with tongues of fearsome fire.
[]- Make a Thorough Study of the Hidden Temple of the Second Dawn's Library: You have always loved the wild tales of angel binding, demon summoning, and exorcism that is the ambit of the True Fire. You know you can surpass them.
Explore:
[]- Wander the areas of your Apprenticeship: Nostalgia still has a hold on you, and you have yet to finish chewing the bones of Master Eumenes clean in a shameless, roguish manner.
[]- Hit up the Grand Bazaar of the Worms: The everyday items of the Bazaar are a good start to be where you once were. If you can avoid the fraudsters.
[]- Pick the bones of the Wreck of Holies: The great ship from Upper Heaven has beached on the Amniotic Sea and no one has bothered looking. Except for you and a host of other miscreants.
Experiment: You lack relevant materials in order to further any experiments. Your alchemical equipment was lost in the explosion you caused at Rukhrest. Your master's equipment is no doubt in secure storage in a Hazardous Materials Storage Unit, guarded by Myrmidons. You can attain them later on, as it would be suicide to raid a Myrmidon HQ right now.
Work:
[]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[]- Priesting: You chant the words and wear the robes yet the words are lies and the robes shackles. (+2 Self Control, +1 Debt. Low chance of obtaining a Stat)
[]- Pedagogy: You teach rhetoric and genealogies and civil law to mudbrained midwit dunces. (+0 Self Control, +1 Debt)
- Location
- England
[X]- Make a Thorough Study of the Black Book of Ibn Al-Ghul: Ibn Al-Ghul postulates that ghuls are not attracted to rot and putrescence, but the last glimmerings of the soul, leaving the material. That they are beings of thought made flesh, and therefore know many things..
[X]- Wander the areas of your Apprenticeship: Nostalgia still has a hold on you, and you have yet to finish chewing the bones of Master Eumenes clean in a shameless, roguish manner.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
Necromancy, picking clean the last bones of our master, and paying off our debt (partially.) What more could we want, eh?
[X]- Wander the areas of your Apprenticeship: Nostalgia still has a hold on you, and you have yet to finish chewing the bones of Master Eumenes clean in a shameless, roguish manner.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
Necromancy, picking clean the last bones of our master, and paying off our debt (partially.) What more could we want, eh?
[X]- Make a Thorough Study of the Transmutations of Silver:
[X]- Priesting: You chant the words and wear the robes yet the words are lies and the robes shackles. (+2 Self Control, +1 Debt. Low chance of obtaining a Stat)
[X]- Wander the areas of your Apprenticeship:
We could pay off our debt even faster. Though I'm not sure if we want our self control to go up or down.
Edit: Okay maybe don't get self control up to 3. But I still want to see what a chance at a stat gives us.
[X]- Priesting: You chant the words and wear the robes yet the words are lies and the robes shackles. (+2 Self Control, +1 Debt. Low chance of obtaining a Stat)
[X]- Wander the areas of your Apprenticeship:
We could pay off our debt even faster. Though I'm not sure if we want our self control to go up or down.
Edit: Okay maybe don't get self control up to 3. But I still want to see what a chance at a stat gives us.
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- Location
- England
It depends on what you want to see, but for reference filling out the Self Control Clock to 4 means that our Self Control runs out and we do something Entertainingly Ill-Advised.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[X]- Pedagogy: You teach rhetoric and genealogies and civil law to mudbrained midwit dunces. (+0 Self Control, +1 Debt)
[X]- Make a Thorough Study of the Black Book of Ibn Al-Ghul: Ibn Al-Ghul postulates that ghuls are not attracted to rot and putrescence, but the last glimmerings of the soul, leaving the material. That they are beings of thought made flesh, and therefore know many things..
[X]- Pedagogy: You teach rhetoric and genealogies and civil law to mudbrained midwit dunces. (+0 Self Control, +1 Debt)
[X]- Make a Thorough Study of the Black Book of Ibn Al-Ghul: Ibn Al-Ghul postulates that ghuls are not attracted to rot and putrescence, but the last glimmerings of the soul, leaving the material. That they are beings of thought made flesh, and therefore know many things..
- Pronouns
- He/They
[X]- Make a Thorough Study of the Hidden Temple of the Second Dawn's Library: You have always loved the wild tales of angel binding, demon summoning, and exorcism that is the ambit of the True Fire. You know you can surpass them.
[X]- Wander the areas of your Apprenticeship: Nostalgia still has a hold on you, and you have yet to finish chewing the bones of Master Eumenes clean in a shameless, roguish manner.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[X]- Wander the areas of your Apprenticeship: Nostalgia still has a hold on you, and you have yet to finish chewing the bones of Master Eumenes clean in a shameless, roguish manner.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
- Location
- Wörms, the half continent
[X]- Make a Thorough Study of the Transmutations of Silver: The material form is a reflection of empyreal worth, empyreal worth can be measured in utils and ergs. The invocation of the Ideal upon the Real is best used with tongues of fearsome fire.
[X]- Hit up the Grand Bazaar of the Worms: The everyday items of the Bazaar are a good start to be where you once were. If you can avoid the fraudsters.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[X]- Hit up the Grand Bazaar of the Worms: The everyday items of the Bazaar are a good start to be where you once were. If you can avoid the fraudsters.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[x] - Make a Thorough Study of the Hidden Temple of the Second Dawn's Library: You have always loved the wild tales of angel binding, demon summoning, and exorcism that is the ambit of the True Fire. You know you can surpass them.
[x] - Wander the areas of your Apprenticeship: Nostalgia still has a hold on you, and you have yet to finish chewing the bones of Master Eumenes clean in a shameless, roguish manner.
[x] - Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[x] - Wander the areas of your Apprenticeship: Nostalgia still has a hold on you, and you have yet to finish chewing the bones of Master Eumenes clean in a shameless, roguish manner.
[x] - Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
- Pronouns
- He/Him/His
[X]- Make a Thorough Study of the Hidden Temple of the Second Dawn's Library: You have always loved the wild tales of angel binding, demon summoning, and exorcism that is the ambit of the True Fire. You know you can surpass them.
[X]- Pick the bones of the Wreck of Holies: The great ship from Upper Heaven has beached on the Amniotic Sea and no one has bothered looking. Except for you and a host of other miscreants.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[X]- Pick the bones of the Wreck of Holies: The great ship from Upper Heaven has beached on the Amniotic Sea and no one has bothered looking. Except for you and a host of other miscreants.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
- Location
- The Void
[X]- Make a Thorough Study of the Hidden Temple of the Second Dawn's Library: You have always loved the wild tales of angel binding, demon summoning, and exorcism that is the ambit of the True Fire. You know you can surpass them.
[X]- Pick the bones of the Wreck of Holies: The great ship from Upper Heaven has beached on the Amniotic Sea and no one has bothered looking. Except for you and a host of other miscreants.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[X]- Pick the bones of the Wreck of Holies: The great ship from Upper Heaven has beached on the Amniotic Sea and no one has bothered looking. Except for you and a host of other miscreants.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
Solarstream
It's all in the cards
- Location
- Zombie World
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X]- Make a Thorough Study of the Hidden Temple of the Second Dawn's Library: You have always loved the wild tales of angel binding, demon summoning, and exorcism that is the ambit of the True Fire. You know you can surpass them.
[X]- Wander the areas of your Apprenticeship: Nostalgia still has a hold on you, and you have yet to finish chewing the bones of Master Eumenes clean in a shameless, roguish manner.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[X]- Wander the areas of your Apprenticeship: Nostalgia still has a hold on you, and you have yet to finish chewing the bones of Master Eumenes clean in a shameless, roguish manner.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
- Location
- Centro Italia
[X]- Make a Thorough Study of the Hidden Temple of the Second Dawn's Library: You have always loved the wild tales of angel binding, demon summoning, and exorcism that is the ambit of the True Fire. You know you can surpass them.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[X]- Priesting: You chant the words and wear the robes yet the words are lies and the robes shackles. (+2 Self Control, +1 Debt. Low chance of obtaining a Stat)
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[X]- Priesting: You chant the words and wear the robes yet the words are lies and the robes shackles. (+2 Self Control, +1 Debt. Low chance of obtaining a Stat)
[X]- Make a Thorough Study of the Hidden Temple of the Second Dawn's Library: You have always loved the wild tales of angel binding, demon summoning, and exorcism that is the ambit of the True Fire. You know you can surpass them.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[X]- Priesting: You chant the words and wear the robes yet the words are lies and the robes shackles. (+2 Self Control, +1 Debt. Low chance of obtaining a Stat)
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[X]- Priesting: You chant the words and wear the robes yet the words are lies and the robes shackles. (+2 Self Control, +1 Debt. Low chance of obtaining a Stat)
WhoTheHeckity
But no one ever asks HowTheHeckity
- Location
- Murica 🦅
[X]- Make a Thorough Study of the Hidden Temple of the Second Dawn's Library: You have always loved the wild tales of angel binding, demon summoning, and exorcism that is the ambit of the True Fire. You know you can surpass them.
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[X]- Pedagogy: You teach rhetoric and genealogies and civil law to mudbrained midwit dunces. (+0 Self Control, +1 Debt)
[X]- Scribing: You nearly wish the inkwell was poison. Death at least, is final. Coursework is not. (+1 Self Control, +2 Debt)
[X]- Pedagogy: You teach rhetoric and genealogies and civil law to mudbrained midwit dunces. (+0 Self Control, +1 Debt)