Re: Chapter 1 - Trouble For Lunch -or- The Haunting of Gilgamar
Bolstered by her success against the filthy Chaos-Swine, Agelia took another swing at it. Something played out in her mind's eye... It was an event that she referred to inside her head, whenever she thought about doing something foolish.
It was around four, maybe five years ago. Agelia and her fellow troublemakers...and Lysette...were gathered with most of the rest of the town to watch two mages duel. As fascinating as it was, despite Orbri's protests, Agelia thought that perhaps something could be done to spice things up.
Both of the mages were nobility of a sort, and as far as Agelia could tell, they were bickering over blue-blooded matters, when they decided it would be a stellar idea to duel one another in the middle of town. Yes, Agelia thought, 'Brilliant. Rend the Cosmos at each other until one of you gets killed or simpers. Either way, one of your egoes and one of your holdings will swell. The other mage might swell, too, depending! Or, you'll end up injuring these pole-neckers, and we'll all have to bandage and salve up those unfortunate enough to survive.'
The two were at a stand-still. Several times over five minutes, Sir Kianos had almost overpowered Lord Lekh, but the same could be said of Lord Lekh. 'Gesture, words, flicker; gesture, words, flicker...' Etiquette - ye gods - demanded that Agelia stay until the duel was finished. 'Maybe I can hurry things along...' She thought. After all, these two posturing robed freaks were only Men. When they died, their names would pass out of history in the length of a half-elf's snore; in the length of a drunken halfling's, everything of theirs would change hands. Nothing that they could do would be eternal, unless one of them was secretly a lich, or a dragon, or an elf, or a god made flesh.
In a move that shocked even Orbri, Agelia, "Agent of Change", called out from her place in the crowd. Watch out, I see crossbowmen! The resulting confusion finally bought Sir Kianos - the visiting mage - the upper hand, but his spell went awry. Where he no doubt intended to make Lord Lekh's bone density decrease or his thoughts calcify, he instead turned him a lovely shade of mauve. Nobody noticed this until much later, however, as Agelia's cry generated a significant amount of panic. She only avoided having her foot put in her mouth for her by dumb luck.
That was Agelia's filter: The thought of 'Is this a worse idea than interrupting a mage-duel because I'm bored?' Of course, filters be damned right now, Agelia had a Nothalotch, a Chaos-Swinagator, to see to. If she survived, this incident, where she stood toe-to-toe with wet-behind-the-ears allies against something so terrifying, would be at the very top of her mental filters for a long time.
Agelia felt her blow connect!
22:50, Thu 07 Nov 2013: Agelia Redstart rolled 17,7 using 1d20,1d8 ((17,7)).