So, you think you can run a faction, eh?
This is the thread for in-character interactions for the second pod of my forum RPG, who are playing as the
Warpath. Try to limit the discussion to your budget proposals or other important in-character interactions (for instance, if someone calls for a vote). Otherwise, please direct all comments to
the out of character thread so this one stays as clean as possible. To learn more about this game, check out the
Rules Thread.
Our players are Prozac, LargeNuggets, Sonicx110x4, and Number11. If you'd like to join in, let me know.
Aleta hasn't been the same since the arrival of the Overseers. Something about her eyes seems harder, the way she furrows her brow in anger at their mention or sight. You all understand.
We were betrayed.
"Caretaker," Sonic begins, using an honorific she has discarded since the betrayal. "We have been hurt by the deathless and the angels. With the loss of Hehkeem, I call upon the Warpath to unite against this new threat."
She nods and swallows. "The Warpath will follow your lead, packleaders," she says, her voice tense. "We have been reduced to near nothingness, our world razed time and again, squabbled over by greedy humans and careless angels. Now we shall reclaim what is ours. We no longer control the rifts, nor the crater. It does not matter. Life finds a way. We will rebuild and regroup, stronger than before."
You howl in agreement, beating your chests and stomping your feet.
"We have no strong places to retreat to, and our packs are scattered. Broodlord, what packs remain?"
"5 mighty packs still walk the wilds," he replies. "The first, 200 Vulpines, the last of their kind. The second, 50 of Skraar's proud lineage. The third, 300 Hulkers. The fourth, 250 of various breeds. The fifth, 350 various smaller beasts. They're spread throughout the continent, with the fifth roaming particularly far to the south. Compared to the angels our beasts are strong but few, and isolated."
"We have no allies," the Prophet intones, Karani's successor. "And war with the Overseers will be costly."
"They
betrayed us," Aleta growls, and you roar in agreement. "They will not go unpunished. We must reclaim our land, defeat the Overseers, and ensure the continued survival of this beautiful world. The Warpath will survive."
"There is no time to waste," the Swift Hunter intones. "Let us be prepared to meet again by the
22nd with our budgets, packleaders."