In game descriptions....
For PCs traveling to Ralinwood for the Masquerade
In the early evening on Saturday, August 27th 2258, you find your mind clouding, and you are drawn, inexplicably, toward an isolated area outside of your town proper. There, you discover that you are not alone in the urge to gather in this strange place, and that others have also been drawn here by an insistent pressure in their minds. Everyone arrives at roughly the same time, and as the fog in your mind begins to fade and you begin to notice the others around you, a bright point of light coalesces in the air in front of the gathering. Before you have a chance to question it, the point is torn wide, outward into a blazing rift, hell-fire licking hungrily around the edges. Through it, you can see grassy field, and further past it a vast, coniferous forest. All of this is made irrelevant by the contingent of armed demons that march through in two ranks, splitting to encircle you.
A horrid, booming voice flares in your mind, so loud that it brings tears to your eyes and makes your teeth rattle. It sounds of brimstone, and the roar of flames, and the hiss of ashes sifting together.
'You have been summoned,' it intones sinuously, commanding your every attention 'To a grand party. To celebrate the first step of the occupation of your world by our superior kind. Join us for an evening of merriment, and sport...' it trails off, just briefly, before booming loudest of all, sending vibrations through your very bones '...or die.'
The demons surrounding you slam the butts of their spears into the ground in unison, and an ominous drum begins to beat slowly. You are herded forward, amidst your peers, into the rift. As you enter, the fire roars, rushing inward, and you can feel your clothing burning away and being replaced with finery that is on the verge of singeing your skin. Your vision goes white, and in your blindness you feel claws thrusting what feels to be a mask into your grasp...
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For PCs already on-site in Ralinwood
Two weeks have passed since the disastrous battle with the legions of demons headed by the balrog. The occupation, under the control of the cruel Commander Neviah, has progressed badly, with a heavy death toll inflicted upon the townsfolk that were not fortunate enough to make it to the refuge of the Gilded Dragon tavern. Kept just barely ahead of starvation, those 'fortunate' souls to have escaped immediate death are roused by an ungodly screech of laughter in the early evening on Saturday, August 27th, 2258.
Commander Neviah approaches the patio, flanked by two heavily-armed demon patrols. A wide, hungry smirk lights up her features, and she reaches out to slam her blade against the tavern's bell, causing it to shriek discordantly.
“Gather, mortals,” she cackles at you “And hear the terms of our game...”
“On this eve we will host a most delicious party,” her grin widens, somehow “And you sweet things will be our guests!” Her fingers curl excitedly on the hilt of her weapon, claws scraping the steel. “Oh, don't despair...we've found others to bring to join you! And we have the most excellent spread of treats and drinks prepared...and games and contests for you to take part in!” She paused, again, to snicker. “Even, I hear...an auction! Now--!” Excitedly, she makes a sweeping gesture, and her contingent of demons encircles the tavern tightly. “My minions will set the stage, and you frightened little lambs...all you need to do, is get dressed!”
With a resounding boom, the demons bring the butts of their spears down in unison, and the commander roars a spell in the demonic tongue. Flames rush forward, engulfing the tavern and everyone in it. Somehow, your flesh does not burn, but you can feel your mind fogging over into dull, listless pacifism. As the sensation of your clothing burning away and sloughing down from your form begins, you manage, somehow, to keep your senses long enough to feel the tremors of massive footfalls, and catch a glimpse of the massive balrog drawing near. It's laughter chases your senses away, your vision going white with the intensity of the surrounding flames, and all you can feel is the too-hot touch of new clothing forming about yourself, and the sudden jostling of claws thrusting what can only be a mask into your nerveless hands...
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Welcome to hell... And to Underworld LAPR Ralinwood's 1st ever MASQUERADE!
Site opens at: 2 pm
Log opens at: 4pm
The party starts at: 6 pm
Prelog NOW OPEN: http://underworldlarp.com/logistics/login.php
COST*:
Prelogged: $50
Not prelogged: $50
Season Pass Holders: MUST PRELOG!
Pre-pay: ivanna@underworldralinwood.ca /
paypal.me/underworldralinwood
Blankets offered: 1
*COST INCLUDES:
- A full meal (meat and veggie options being offered)
- PHOTO BOOTH
- Live Enterainment
- Front row seats to hell
- The chance to dress up super nicely
MASKS REQUIRED
There will be some masks available for purchase on site.
FOOD:
A meal will be offered, as well as drinks (non-alcoholic) and some snacks. Meat and veggie options will be offered shortly. Veg MUST RSVP to reserve a meal. Please email ivanna@underworldralinwood.ca with other dietary needs / to request a meatless option.
MENU TBD.
DAN WANTS CHICKEN THOUGH SO LIKELY CHICKEN
COMBAT:
The decision regarding combat is pending. Please currently expect that there will be a "combat zone" and prepare accordingly - i.e. if you just want RP and dress nice you can expect to be safe, but expect to bring weapons if you want to fight.
CABINS AVAILABLE.
You MUST email ivanna@underworldralinwood.ca to reserve a spot. 1 whole private cabin will also available. http://www.underworldralinwood.ca/forums...p?tid=3397.
SLEEPING OVER
After the event ends, you have the option to stay the night. You may camp or stay in a cabin. See above for Cabin rentals. If you intend to stay the night, YOU MUST email ivanna at ivanna@underworldralinwood.ca, or Brent at logistics@underworldralinwood.ca.
There is no additional cost for camping. Cabin rentals as per usual.
AFTER THE EVENT ENDS
Once the Underworld event ends, you are on your own to do as you see fit. We will not be providing plot, supervision, drinks, food or medical marshals once event is over. You can stay over, cook more food, have a (safe and monitored) fire (with an extinguisher) and hang out with your friends OOG. You can stay IG and continue to RP - that's alwasy fun! You are welcome to head home - the event is over!
AFTER PARTY / CAMPING RULES:
- No excessive noise or loud music
- Fires must stay safe as before
- All garbage MUST be cleaned up
- No minors allowed if drinking occurs
- No illegal or illicit activities (this is always the rule, just assume this is always the rule).
- If you choose to drink after the event ends, you are responsible for yourself.
LINKS:
Forum annoucement:
Forum write-up: http://www.underworldralinwood.ca/forums...p?tid=3551
Old OOG Info Announcement: http://www.underworldralinwood.ca/forums...p?tid=3524
Website event:
For PCs traveling to Ralinwood for the Masquerade
In the early evening on Saturday, August 27th 2258, you find your mind clouding, and you are drawn, inexplicably, toward an isolated area outside of your town proper. There, you discover that you are not alone in the urge to gather in this strange place, and that others have also been drawn here by an insistent pressure in their minds. Everyone arrives at roughly the same time, and as the fog in your mind begins to fade and you begin to notice the others around you, a bright point of light coalesces in the air in front of the gathering. Before you have a chance to question it, the point is torn wide, outward into a blazing rift, hell-fire licking hungrily around the edges. Through it, you can see grassy field, and further past it a vast, coniferous forest. All of this is made irrelevant by the contingent of armed demons that march through in two ranks, splitting to encircle you.
A horrid, booming voice flares in your mind, so loud that it brings tears to your eyes and makes your teeth rattle. It sounds of brimstone, and the roar of flames, and the hiss of ashes sifting together.
'You have been summoned,' it intones sinuously, commanding your every attention 'To a grand party. To celebrate the first step of the occupation of your world by our superior kind. Join us for an evening of merriment, and sport...' it trails off, just briefly, before booming loudest of all, sending vibrations through your very bones '...or die.'
The demons surrounding you slam the butts of their spears into the ground in unison, and an ominous drum begins to beat slowly. You are herded forward, amidst your peers, into the rift. As you enter, the fire roars, rushing inward, and you can feel your clothing burning away and being replaced with finery that is on the verge of singeing your skin. Your vision goes white, and in your blindness you feel claws thrusting what feels to be a mask into your grasp...
------------------------
For PCs already on-site in Ralinwood
Two weeks have passed since the disastrous battle with the legions of demons headed by the balrog. The occupation, under the control of the cruel Commander Neviah, has progressed badly, with a heavy death toll inflicted upon the townsfolk that were not fortunate enough to make it to the refuge of the Gilded Dragon tavern. Kept just barely ahead of starvation, those 'fortunate' souls to have escaped immediate death are roused by an ungodly screech of laughter in the early evening on Saturday, August 27th, 2258.
Commander Neviah approaches the patio, flanked by two heavily-armed demon patrols. A wide, hungry smirk lights up her features, and she reaches out to slam her blade against the tavern's bell, causing it to shriek discordantly.
“Gather, mortals,” she cackles at you “And hear the terms of our game...”
“On this eve we will host a most delicious party,” her grin widens, somehow “And you sweet things will be our guests!” Her fingers curl excitedly on the hilt of her weapon, claws scraping the steel. “Oh, don't despair...we've found others to bring to join you! And we have the most excellent spread of treats and drinks prepared...and games and contests for you to take part in!” She paused, again, to snicker. “Even, I hear...an auction! Now--!” Excitedly, she makes a sweeping gesture, and her contingent of demons encircles the tavern tightly. “My minions will set the stage, and you frightened little lambs...all you need to do, is get dressed!”
With a resounding boom, the demons bring the butts of their spears down in unison, and the commander roars a spell in the demonic tongue. Flames rush forward, engulfing the tavern and everyone in it. Somehow, your flesh does not burn, but you can feel your mind fogging over into dull, listless pacifism. As the sensation of your clothing burning away and sloughing down from your form begins, you manage, somehow, to keep your senses long enough to feel the tremors of massive footfalls, and catch a glimpse of the massive balrog drawing near. It's laughter chases your senses away, your vision going white with the intensity of the surrounding flames, and all you can feel is the too-hot touch of new clothing forming about yourself, and the sudden jostling of claws thrusting what can only be a mask into your nerveless hands...
------------------------
Welcome to hell... And to Underworld LAPR Ralinwood's 1st ever MASQUERADE!
Site opens at: 2 pm
Log opens at: 4pm
The party starts at: 6 pm
Prelog NOW OPEN: http://underworldlarp.com/logistics/login.php
COST*:
Prelogged: $50
Not prelogged: $50
Season Pass Holders: MUST PRELOG!
Pre-pay: ivanna@underworldralinwood.ca /
paypal.me/underworldralinwood
Blankets offered: 1
*COST INCLUDES:
- A full meal (meat and veggie options being offered)
- PHOTO BOOTH
- Live Enterainment
- Front row seats to hell
- The chance to dress up super nicely
MASKS REQUIRED
There will be some masks available for purchase on site.
FOOD:
A meal will be offered, as well as drinks (non-alcoholic) and some snacks. Meat and veggie options will be offered shortly. Veg MUST RSVP to reserve a meal. Please email ivanna@underworldralinwood.ca with other dietary needs / to request a meatless option.
MENU TBD.
DAN WANTS CHICKEN THOUGH SO LIKELY CHICKEN
COMBAT:
The decision regarding combat is pending. Please currently expect that there will be a "combat zone" and prepare accordingly - i.e. if you just want RP and dress nice you can expect to be safe, but expect to bring weapons if you want to fight.
CABINS AVAILABLE.
You MUST email ivanna@underworldralinwood.ca to reserve a spot. 1 whole private cabin will also available. http://www.underworldralinwood.ca/forums...p?tid=3397.
SLEEPING OVER
After the event ends, you have the option to stay the night. You may camp or stay in a cabin. See above for Cabin rentals. If you intend to stay the night, YOU MUST email ivanna at ivanna@underworldralinwood.ca, or Brent at logistics@underworldralinwood.ca.
There is no additional cost for camping. Cabin rentals as per usual.
AFTER THE EVENT ENDS
Once the Underworld event ends, you are on your own to do as you see fit. We will not be providing plot, supervision, drinks, food or medical marshals once event is over. You can stay over, cook more food, have a (safe and monitored) fire (with an extinguisher) and hang out with your friends OOG. You can stay IG and continue to RP - that's alwasy fun! You are welcome to head home - the event is over!
AFTER PARTY / CAMPING RULES:
- No excessive noise or loud music
- Fires must stay safe as before
- All garbage MUST be cleaned up
- No minors allowed if drinking occurs
- No illegal or illicit activities (this is always the rule, just assume this is always the rule).
- If you choose to drink after the event ends, you are responsible for yourself.
LINKS:
Forum annoucement:
Forum write-up: http://www.underworldralinwood.ca/forums...p?tid=3551
Old OOG Info Announcement: http://www.underworldralinwood.ca/forums...p?tid=3524
Website event: