Chapter One, Verse Three.You are Bartolomè de la Fuente, an ordained priest of the Catholic Church, though you are still young. On December 19th, you were flown in to Naples, Italy, where you met a strange woman named Catarina Belmont, who informed you that your father was missing and presumed dead. Both he and Catarina worked for a mysterious branch of the Church called the Executors, a group you have agreed to join as replacement for your father. In a single night, everything you knew has been thrown into question, as you came face to face with a man-eating creature of the dark called a Ghoul, and killed it. Now you sit at the foot of your bed, reading a letter written to you just a few days ago by your father.Rules: Votes with the most backing win, though choices that are made with harming the Quest/trolling in mind will be ignored at my discretion, regardless of support.D100s will be rolled for combat, and the highest of the first three rolls will be used.Bartolomè:Wounds: 3/15 (Bloodied arms.)Faith: Shaken (-1 to all rolls, Holy Relics at half effectiveness)Strength: C (3 Wounds dealt per hit, +0 to strength-related rolls.)Agility: C (1 attack per round, +0 to dexterity-related rolls.)Endurance: C (Can sustain 15 Wounds.)???: E (Unknown effect.)???: C (Unknown effect.)Inventory: Catarina's cell phoneHidalgo's LetterBlack Keys (+10 to attack rolls, currently at 1/2 effectiveness. Bonus doubled against foes with Faith ratings.)
"Dearest Bartolomè,If you are reading this letter, then either I have misplaced it, and it has come into your hands, or something terrible has befallen me. I do not know what awaits me in the coming days, but I have made my peace, and I shall face it like a man.But I am still scared, my son. If I go to my death, what do I leave behind for you? This may be my last chance to speak to you as a father. So I will tell you this: there is a side to the world you do not yet know. It is treacherous, and unforgiving, and there are monsters within that are more terrible than any demon. It is a place where you must do terrible things for your survival, as a man and as a Christian. I am guilty of these sins, and many more; I pray that one day you will forgive me for all I've done to you. For if I fail in my endeavor, it may yet fall to you to take it up in my stead. But you must be strong, Bartolomè. Take refuge in the strength of God, and the strength I know is inside of you, and you shall see this through to its end.Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me.All my love, my son,-Hidalgo de la Fuente"Your father meant for you to have this. Your vision blurs, and falling tears stain the letter. Whatever he has done, no matter what has become of him, you are certain that Hidalgo is the man you always believed him to be.Your Faith is now Stable.>1. You cannot sleep after seeing this. Take a walk, and calm yourself.>2. Go to sleep. You need your rest for whatever comes tomorrow.
>>29117486Sleep time. Can't fight demons while fatigued, and we probably don't drink coffee.
>>29117752You throw yourself under the covers, the soft cushions more inviting than you ever could have imagined. It's been a long day, and you need rest. The implications of all you've learned can be thought on in the morning. You drift away quickly, into a heavy and dreamless sleep...The night passes uneventfully. Your wounds begin to heal, but it is a gradual process, and there is still tenderness in your arms. (Reduced to 1/15 Wounds.)The sun peeks through the window at you the following morning, at about 10 o'clock. Your eyes creak open, and you drag yourself from bed. You are still in pain all over from the physical exertion last night, but there is some relief, at least. You clean yourself up, changing your bandages and changing into clothes suitable for the outside.On the table by your bed, Catarina's phone buzzes once. It seems you've received a text message.>1. Check the phone>2. Go do something else
>>29118018Might as well check the phone first. Maybe it's urgent.
>>29118071You pick up the phone and see that the text is from Catarina. Considering the phone you're using, you're not surprised by this. You read her message, squinting as you try to make out what she said."recovrd body last nite, mt up @ church whenever. u need 2 b here 4 the nxt part.""Er..." You close the text and pocket the phone. There's something you need to do at the church today, but it doesn't sound like there's any rush. You could probably grab a bite to eat first, or just explore the city for a while. The hotel looked pretty swanky, it probably has plenty of amenities.>1. Go somewhere in the hotel.>2. Do something in your room.>3. Go somewhere in the city.>4. Go to the church.>5. Do something else.
>>29118365>1. Go somewhere in the hotel.Look for a place to get some food. We haven't eaten for a while, we're sure to be hungry.
>>29118365>1. Go somewhere in the hotelGet food but remember to pack our stuff up.
>>29118386>>29118578Before you leave, you take a moment to tidy up your suite. You hide the Black Keys in your luggage, and place it in a location where nosy maids are unlikely to find them. You can't even imagine the trouble you'd be in if someone found those things--you haven't even washed the blood off yet.Once that's taken care of you lock your door and step into the hallway. It looks like you'd expect a typical hotel to look. Pleasantly-designed carpeting (stained through years of use), warm-toned walls (dinged, dented and, again, stained) and curiously devoid of people. You find the nearest elevator and head down to the ground floor. As soon as the doors slide open, you're hit with the smell of breakfast. Your neglected stomach rumbles at you, and demands you give it what it wants. The dining area is to the right of the elevators, in a quiet room near the front of the hotel. TVs are broadcasting the news from the corners where they hang. You can't understand a word they're saying, though, as you don't speak Italian. There are only three people that have stuck around for breakfast at this time of morning. An elderly couple sits at a table by the corner, silently enjoying their food and company. Another, much odder looking man in a gray t-shirt is digging into his meal quite happily. A line of buffet tables awaits you, covered in stark white cloths and stacked high with breakfast foods. Pancakes, waffles, toast, cereal, sausage, eggs, and more. You're salivating just imagining the taste. You make yourself a plate with a little of everything.You stare at your meager feast, and go back. You make yourself a plate with a lot of everything, and shuffle down to the drinks. It appears that there is milk, OJ, and coffee available. The roast smells unusually fresh for a hotel's brew, but you've never really drank coffee before. Do you risk it?>1. Take the coffee.>2. Take milk instead.>3. Take orange juice instead.
>>29118806>3. Take orange juice instead.I love me some OJ in the morning, and coffee is an acquired taste.
>>29118817You fill up a cup of orange juice and scurry to the nearest table. You can't take the rumblings any longer. The food you've collected is helpless to resist as you dig in, your knife tearing away chunks that instantly go into your gullet. It is a massacre, and no piece of food is coming out alive.Two minutes pass, and at the end, your plate is cleared. You lean your head back and glug down the pulpy orange juice, its acidic taste the perfect way to cap off your first meal since you left for Naples. You sigh contentedly, and lounge in your chair.You hear someone to your side whistle in amazement. You glance in that direction and see it's the odd man that was in here when you arrived. His skin is too pale to be a local, and is black hair is shaped into some kind of flock of seagulls cut, two wings of hair flaring off the side of his head. He's smiling at you with a sort of vacant amusement."That was impressive," he remarks. "I've seen men pack it away before, but you really took it like a champ."Your eyes stare at him, unblinking, for a protracted moment. The stranger cups his chin in one hand and lets his eyes roll up, scanning the ceiling intently. After what must be a solid ten seconds he finally says, "I could have worded that better.""Um...">1. Introduce yourself to the stranger.>2. Clean up and try to get away from this weirdo.
>>29119166>1. Introduce yourself to the stranger.Introduce ourself, ask for his name, mention that we got in late and didn't have a chance to eat dinner last night.
>>291191661. Introduce yourself.No point in being impolite. We've had a rough night, but a good meal can light chatter can ease us into our meeting with Ms. Belmont. Besides, this guy dropped the metaphorical spaghetti out of his pockets first, so we can't even blunder here
>>29119166>1. Introduce yourself.>>29119272This.
>>29119252>>29119272>>29119363"Hello," you say, trying to sidestep the man's blunder by changing the subject. "My name is Bartolomè de la Fuente." Talking to him certainly couldn't hurt. Maybe talking with a regular human, unrelated to all this recent madness, will do you some good. He smiles at you, and nods."Fancy moniker there, pal. I'm, uh, Wayne Tepes. That name sounds kinda... Spanish. I take it you're a foreigner too?"You confirm this, and tell him that you only flew in last night. Since he's speaking English, you ask if he's from Britain."Nah, I'm Romanian," he says before making a couple of grunting noises, clearing his throat. "So, Mister Of The Fountain, what brings you to the poor man's Milan?">1. [LIE] Just to enjoy myself.>2. [HALF-TRUTH] Church business. I'm a priest.>3. I'm hunting vampires.>4. Why are YOU here?
>>29119703>2. [HALF-TRUTH] Church business. I'm a priest.And then ask him the same question.
>>29119703>2. [HALF-TRUTH] Church business. I'm a priest.>4. Why are YOU here?"I'm a priest, sir. What about you? What brings a gentleman from Rome(?) to Milan?"
>>291197035. I'm here due to some business with my father. Family things, business things - I'd rather not bother you with the details.4. Why are YOU here?Is the name Tepes not totally obvious? Or are normal people not as vampire-literate as us /tg/ folks?
>>29119703>2. [HALF-TRUTH] Church business. I'm a priest.>4. Why are YOU here?Did we pack up our clothes from our vampire hunt last night as well? Catarina told us not to wash them, after all.
>>29119717>>29119814>>29119978"I am a priest," you tell Wayne. "Church business."All the light fades from his face. "...Oh." He sinks into his seat, arms crossed like a sulking child. "That sounds really boring."You blink once or twice, and decide to try and not be offended by that long enough to ask what he's doing in the city. His head tilts back, looking up at the flickering lights as he says, "Oh, basically the same thing. Work, y'know how it goes. Fly here, fly there. Talk to this guy, pay that guy, hunt down some other guy, secure this for transport, hide that where nobody finds it. Cover this up, pay the police this much. It's all such a drag, man."That... got bizarre quickly. The blank, confused stare on Wayne's face is either telling you that he blathered on too long, and said things he shouldn't have, or that he didn't know what he was saying from the start. It's hard to read this guy's face. Still tilted backward, his head rolls to look at you and casually says "You should probably forget all of that."With a sudden burst of energy, Wayne hops up from his seat, dusting himself for crumbs. "Welp, look at the time! It was swell meeting you, Bart, but I should really get going. Maybe our business'll make us meet again, take care 'til then, bye--"He throws his place across the room, scoring a longshot basket into the trash can before making for the door. You have no idea what's up with this guy, but he said some weird things just now.>1. Go after him. He needs to explain what the heck that was about.>2. Tail him more discreetly, maybe he'll reveal something important if he doesn't know you're listening.>3. That guy's not worth the trouble. Leave the hotel and either head to the church or find something else to do.
>>29120180God damn it. That was me, so go ahead and treat it as a normal post. I need to stop posting anonymously in other threads while I run Quests...
>>29120180>>2. Tail him more discreetly, maybe he'll reveal something important if he doesn't know you're listening.>2. Tail him more discreetly, maybe he'll reveal something important if he doesn't know you're listening.
>>29120180>2. Tail him more discreetly, maybe he'll reveal something important if he doesn't know you're listening.
>>29120471>>29120504You wait for a few moments, letting him get some distance before you go after him. Once you feel enough time has passed you leave the table, following him down the hallway he took. You see Wayne at the far end, slipping out a rear exit. You jog to the door and duck down as you come to the door. It is quiet, and you cannot hear any noise outside. Moving as discreetly as you can, you open the door just a crack, and step outside.You are now in an alleyway behind the hotel. The ground is dirty, and litter drifts about in the wind. You notice that this is the first time you've been outside today; you'd have dressed warmer if you'd known how chilly it was.A rustling around the corner catches your attention. It seems Wayne hasn't gone far. You can hear him whispering something, and a few bizarre noises you can't identify, but you'd risk detection getting close enough to watch.>1. Try and see what he's doing. (d100)>2. Back off. You don't want to risk detection.
>>29120755>2. Back off. You don't want to risk detection.
>>29120755>2. Back off. You don't want to risk detection.Go back inside. Get coat. Let Wayne do his thing and leave. Come back and try and deduce what happened.
>>29120790>>29120804"What on earth was he doing here?"You kneel in the alleyway where Wayne was standing about ten minutes ago. It had only been enough time for you to back off and retrieve a coat, but by the time he'd come back the strange man had vanished. You can see a busy street at the far end of the alleyway; that's probably where he went when he was done here. But what exactly was he doing, whispering suspiciously like that? After a cursory search, you've only found a few things of note in this empty alleyway, and none of it seems immediately useful: a carton of cigarettes, a scrap of paper, and... you groan in disgust. Fresh bird droppings."Ay, Dios," you mutter, ruffling your hair with a hand as you observe the scene. How do you deduce anything with... this? Maybe you missed something?>1. Examine the cigarettes.>2. Examine the paper scrap.>3. Examine the bird shit.>4. Search for evidence you missed. (d100)
Rolled 97>>29121047>4. Search for evidence you missed. (d100)
>>29121143>>29121247Hold a moment. What's this? You bend down and pick up an item that you'd missed before. Up against the wall, there is a small brochure. It looks like they kind they line up for guests inside hotel lobbies. It's in pretty good condition, too; you bet Wayne had it on him, and dropped it when he rushed out here. It's for some kind of high-class restaurant here in Naples. You've never heard of it before, but lucky you, you've got a brochure. There are helpful picture-based directions that give you a pretty good idea of where it's located.You stuff the brochure in a pocket. If Wayne took one of these, there's a chance that he'll be heading there later. The best source of answers would definitely be the man himself.But you still have no idea when he'll be at this place, or if he'll show up at all. And even with this clue, you've still got no idea what he was up to out here.>1. Examine the cigarettes.>2. Examine the paper scrap.>3. Examine the bird shit.>4. Leave the alley.
>>29121473>2. Examine the paper scrap.
>>29121473>Examine all three?
>>291214731,2,3 - Examine all threeWhy wouldn't we examine all three? They're evidence, man! And it's not like by examining one we deny ourselves the chance to examine others. it's not like we're on a clock!
>>29121560>>29121684You start with the cigarettes, taking a closer look at the carton. You stroke your chin, frustrated. It's useless to you. The cigarettes don't tell you anything special, but they're clearly not an Italian brand. The paper scrap isn't worth much either, but you might be able to deduce what he was doing with it. You see some erased smudges here. This paper's been written on. Maybe he was writing a message of some sort?And then there's the bird... excrement. It's fresh, but you don't care to inspect it much closer. There was a bird in this alley about the same time Wayne was. You're not sure what that means. It was probably a coincidence, but then, you fought a Ghoul last night. Nothing can be dismissed now. But, what does this all mean?>1. Come to a conclusion on what Wayne was up to.>2. Think more on it later, and leave the alley.
>>29122432The paper, he was writing on it, yes? That means he left indentations on the paper, we can flip it to the back and trace a pencil lightly over it to see what was written.
>>29122432>2 No fucking clue.Go inside and ask hotel staff about the restaurant on the brochure.
>>29122432Does "Come to a conclusion" mean Bartolome makes a definitive "This is what the truth was, no question." Or is this just a healthy hypothesis?If the former, 1 - Come to a conclusion. Otherwise, I want to be cautious - 2. Think on it later (maybe when we can get a pencil to do that old Ghostwriter trick and look for hidden messages.Also: record the brand name of the cigarettes. Now. We can find out more about where to find them, later. this is an odd fellow, and he seemed suspicious. We might as well be able to sy "Look out for a strange man smoking Brand X Cigs" in future, if we need to do so.
I just wanted to chime in and say I'm loving this, OP. I really enjoy the world-building of the Nasuverse, but fans tend to wank over how powerful its heroes are. I'm liking this approach - a low powered, humble man thrust into things beyond his control.Could I suggest that you archive this thread once it's finished on Suptg? I love what I'm reading, and would like to see it saved for future perusal by all.
>>29122566You take note of the brand of cigarette--"Carpati"--that Wayne was carrying, and remember to add it to his description. That knowledge could come in handy.You take the paper as well, hoping to decipher what was written on it at some other time.>>29122528With a firm decisiveness not to bring the bird remnants with you, you head back inside and head to the lobby. A young woman is there to take your questions."Habla español?"She shakes her head."Do you speak English?"She confirms that she speaks a little of it. You ask her about the restaurant, and she tells you it's a small place on the north side of Naples that specializes in steak. She gives you directions from the hotel, clarifying what your brochure says, and you thank her for your assistance.With that business handled, you step out the front door of the hotel. The busy streets await you.>1. Go somewhere in Naples.>2. Head to the church.
>>29122901Thank you! It's been fun to write, I'm glad that there are people enjoying it. Someone's been archiving it on suptg so far, so whoever that is, thank you! Because I don't know how to do it myself.
>>29122982>2 ChurchPray. Ask God for guidance.
>>29122982>Restaurant that specializes in steak>Vampires and ghouls have been confirmed to be real>Strange man from that makes people "disappear" >He is also RomanianI'm not liking where this is going.>2. Head to the church
>>29122982>Head to churchdon't forget to pray
>>29122982>2. Head to the churchI think we go back to this later.For now, we go to church. But holy shit, our character is super strong. We did it all without reinforcement or using any magic but we overpowered a fucking Ghoul who are super human and shit. Not to the level of vampires but Ghouls can kill a person with a single blow.What did our father do to our body.........
>>29123174I don't know, but I can tel you what he did to our mothers...
>>29119703> John Wayne> Vlad TepesOH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK
>>29123174>What did our father do to our body......... I wonder...>>29123015http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/requestinterface.html1. Enter in the 8 digit number that's in the OP (this thingy here >>29117460 ) 2. Enter in a consistent name ("And I Will Fear No Evil: Type-Moon CYOA - Verse ##") 3. Provide a description of what happened in the thread. (Bartolome met a man with spaghetti in his pockets. He may be a vampire, or he just likes feeding the birds.) 4. Enter the tags, separating them with commas (Collective Game, CYOA, Type Moon, Nasuverse, And I Will Fear No Evil). 5. Click Submit.
>>29123093>>29123094>>29123125>>29123174The heavy wooden door shuts behind you. Pale light shines from windows a dozen feet above you, but there is no artificial lighting in this room. You are in the chapel right now, and dozens of pews flank you. In front of you lies a podium, and behind it a large cross. No one is here on a Friday, it seems. That is curious to you. Surely someone is in the building?You haven't gone to the lower floors yet. The Lord holds precedence before Catarina. You will speak to Him before you speak to her. You find a cushion near the podium and bow before the cross. There is so much you have to ask Him. You are overwhelmed trying to find a place to begin. In the end, you choose to recite a simple prayer. The Lord knows your struggles whether you recite them aloud or not. He shall understand what is meant."Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on Earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, forever and ever.""Amen," you whisper, finishing the prayer. Behind you, the sound of light applause fills the chapel. You spin about, and see that Catarina is standing by the door. How long has she been there?"You have a lovely voice," she says. "Did you ever perform any sermons in Madrid?">1. A few times, while Father was away.>2. [DODGE THE QUESTION] I don't think I'm a very good speaker.>3. You could have told me you were here!>4. Something else.
>>29123319>>1. A few times, while Father was away.Why dodge the question?
>>29123319>1. A few times, while Father was away.>4. Was the applause really necessary? It seems indecent, to clap like one would for a street performer in a holy place.
>>29123319We need an adult, we need an adult NOWI mean >1Also, lets not tell her about our friend John Wayne Tepes
>>29123371>Was the applause really necessary? It seems indecent, to clap like one would for a street performer in a holy place.This seems a bit much, if we aren't a fan of her clapping why not say something like>"If only every prayer was answered with an applause, then we might have more people walking in his light."
>>29123319>1. A few times, while Father was away.
>>29123319>1"If you say so, truth be told I'd always wanted father to hear one of my sermons but he was always gone. At least I can take solace that he was a good man with a good reason"
>>29123317I wonder too...If we want power, go for [GRAIN] for it is the way of the future...the future where mere fist that equal to the damage of a thermonuclear explosion is required. Go straight for that glorious KNIGHT ARM/DEMON SWORD and become a Liner...and evolve to ETHER LINER
>>29123405As the guy who made that post, I agree. I did come off heavy-handed. I support my initial sentiment, but with this dialog!
>>29123436>Ether Liner PriestWhy am I laughing so hard at this! Please no Ether Liner priests. I'm enjoying this low-level campaign right now. There's something satisfying about being a humble, moral person with only faith and wits in a world of monsters
>>29123468Anon, why you spoil it. Besides, we go for power or we die. That the path of the executor that we chosen. Besides, there are christians that are scientists. Also, who knows more of god work than scientist who spend their life trying to understand...everything
>>29123371>>29123361>>29123405>>29123408You laugh, a little embarrassed at her praise. "If only all prayer was met with applause.""I didn't mean to embarrass you," she chides. "Good behavior should be acknowledged, is all. But I don't believe you've answered my question, Bartolomè.""Ah, a few times, yes. My father was away often, so I sometimes spoke when the assistant priests could not. It was always pretty embarrassing, though.""It shouldn't be," Ms. Belmont states. "If you have a gift, you should embrace it."The conversation seems to be over, as she's waving for you to follow her downstairs. You go with her, but she's taking a different set of stairs than the way to her office. You're going somewhere else this time. The pleasant architecture of the chapel is quickly replaced by cool blue stone. You feel the chill of death in this place."This is where we do our work as Executors," Catarina explains, answering the question before you asked it. "It's not as pleasant-looking. Get used to that."Indeed. The beautiful oil paintings and tapestries you'd expect in a proper place of worship are nowhere to be found, only dark rooms barely lit by bare lightbulbs. At the bottom of the stairs is a room with several doors. She takes you to the one directly across from you."I have to fetch some things. Go on in, I'll be back shortly."She heads back upstairs, leaving you alone.>1. Open the door.>2. Explore the rest of these strange chambers.
>>29123552>>1. Open the door.
>>29123552>2. Explore the rest of these strange chambers.
>>29123552>1. Open the door.
>>29123491We could reject the Inquisitors, for they have fallen into wrath. Grace isn't found in books and ritual, those things are just there to remind us. Grace comes from our acts.
>>29123571>>29123601>>29123614You turn the handle, and step inside.The Ghoul is here. For an instant, your heart leaps, but it settles quickly. It is still dead. The corpse is laid upon a metal table, cold light illuminating its ghastly features. You were so fixated upon its presence that you did not notice the second presence. A man is standing in the room with you.He is about six and a half feet tall, quite a bit larger than you, and dressed in long, purple robes. His hair is short, blonde, and slicked backwards. He is fair-faced, and is quietly observing the body laying before him. Once, twice, three times he circles around the table, a gloved hand occasionally stretching out to brush across some part of its skin or clothes. On the fourth circuit, he seems to notice you, giving you the smallest nod."You must be Bartolomè. You did quite a number on Specimen 1219 here. Severe head trauma, ravaged throat... I can't even describe how you mutilated his arm... I can see why the Angel of Death took you under her wing.">1. Who are you?>2. Why so interested in the Ghoul?>3. Angel of Death?>4. Say or do something else.
>>29123718>3. Angel of Death?
>>29123718>>1. Who are you?>>2. Why so interested in the Ghoul?>>3. Angel of Death?>>4. How strong is a Ghoul? How did I even manage to defeat it, I never fought in my life.
>>29123752>How strong is a Ghoul? How did I even manage to defeat it, I never fought in my life.Totally not fishing
>>29123718>>3. Angel of Death?>>1. And may I ask who are you?
>>29123779Seriously, we never fought in our lives.Unless you saying that we were a delinquent in our high school, we were a peaceful priest.
>>29123805There's something about this new priest.... I cant put my finger on it...
>>29123752You balk. "Angel of Death?" you quietly ask. The man's eyes narrow, and you don't think you like the shifty way he glances at you."Then she hasn't told you yet? No one has?"You tell him no. You doubt it's worth it to bring up that you've only known about any of this madness for about twelve hours. "Hoom..." He lets out a deep, rumbling noise as he thinks on this, before shaking his head. "It's not my place to say. If she hasn't told you, I have no right to make mention of it."How frustrating. "Fine. If you won't tell me that, then will you tell me your name?""Oh?" asks the man, giving a devilish grin. "It's Lucien Refulge. Fellow Executor. Welcome to the fold, by the way. You certainly passed the hazing with flying colors," he adds, in reference to the slaughtered Ghoul."Right, that Ghoul. What's so special about it, that you were inspecting it so closely?""Really, not much of anything," Lucien tells you. "It was an infant; a newborn, even. It hasn't been around for more than a few weeks, at best. If it had been any older than the stripling it was, it likely would have torn you to shreds."You feel a bead of sweat on your brow. You don't know whether to take that as an insult or threat."But Catarina asked me to examine him," Lucien continues. "She believed I could find evidence of its creator. And she was right."
>>29124088Refulge holds up a blue card. "This is credit card. I checked his account, and found the last purchase he made. From that, I could determine his approximate time of death. Once I knew that date, I compared it to the intelligence our organization has on what vampires are capable of travel. I narrowed down the list to find those who were in Naples at the time of his death. There was only a single match: Klaus Hind, a creature born in the 1800s.""...Where is he now?" you ask."Here. Still in Naples." It isn't Lucien who answers your question, but Catarina, who has just stepped through the doorway with several folders and boxes in her arms. "Which means, Bartolomè, that you're going vampire hunting."
And I'm going to call it for tonight because I am QUITE tired. Thanks once again for playing, everyone, and I hope you had fun. If you'd like, you can follow my Twitter here for updates about the Quest: https://twitter.com/FrolloswagendirFeel free to give me any criticisms that could help improve the Quest. Should I consider starting the Quest earlier in the day, closer to 3 PM EST instead of 8?
>>29124137That depends, do you want more participation other then three to four people? And does it work better for you?
>>29124196I'm just wondering what time works better for the players, since 8:00 seems like a time when fewer people are around.
>>29124232I can't speak for the other two guys, but It would work better for me. You could always try it, and if it doesn't work, just change your time back.
>>29124137I live PST, so I am generally unavailable at 3 EST
>>29124137I'm usually busy with SOMETHING on evenings, so my contributions aren't always going to be consistant. However, I like what I see, and want to know more.If you want more players, try interacting with AC-guy on Twitter - he does a Fate/Stay Night themed quest which is quite fun and has some regular followers - I'm sure there'd be come crossover between his fanbase and yours.I'm happy with what we have right now, though. This is good fun, IMO, and lasts well.
>>29121473As for tips on how to run this? When giving options, be aware that they should be somehow distinct ad, ideally, mutually exclusive/pressured. E.g.: This one here >>29121473, where we examined the Vampire's evidence, had no real pressure on us to choose to look at one evidence-bit over another. All evidence seemed like it *could* have been interesting, so it seemed natural that we'd pick 1,2 & 3 rather than just one. It might be better to have an "investigate where Mr Tepes was." option (which would have revealed the description of all three items) and a "Leave the alley" option, instead? Even these choices seem a little wishy-wash, though. The choices boil down to "You can know more about what's going on" or "Bugger off and ignore this line of investigation." The players seem curious about this world, and want to know more about this Wayne Tepes guy, (that's why they tailed him!) so it seems obvious they'll investigate. Maybe if Bartolomè mentioned "I don't want to look suspicious or strange hanging around an alleyway looking at birdcrap", then this might have been a more engaging/meaningful option - now there are consequences going for BOTH choices - learn more and risk looking kooky to strangers, or leave and risk glossing over important evidence.This doesn't have to mean you should always create choices which are mutually exclusive or time-sensitive. In the above scenario, the purpose of the scene was to gather information and deepen the mystery, not build tension. I actually like this quest, in that - when not fighting ghoulies - we're leisurely paced and don't always have a gun to your head to make make an optimal choice, RIGHT NOW. I just mention this to show you a tool which can increase tension and give better options, IF the story calls for it.
>>29128268Hell, even in the above example, you even had the "Sense Missing Evidence" thing, which helped to add a slight excitement to the outcome (Will /tg/ notice the Crucial Info or will they whiff the roll?) without making things uber tense / make us scream MUH SHADOWRUNS (like in Bleach Quest, way back when). It was a good call and a good choice, overall.I just want to point this out so you can build your QuestMaster 'vocabulary' of moves more.One more thing: when writing a summary for the SupTG archive,try not to JUST list everything that was done. Adding a bit of mystery makes things more intriguing to the reader of the archives. "Bartolomè reads a letter from his father, and has breakfast. Meeting a nosy suspicious man, praiseworthy prayer, and co-worker introductions follow." Not necessarily the most accurate descriptions, but it sums up the thread while still being vague/enticing enough to make the reader want to know more.Of course, these are only my opinions, and not necessarily good ones, either. Just my own $0.02.Thanks for running, Beatta! I'm liking this a lot!
>>29128376Yea, but the summary is nice for catching up.
>>29128376Speaking of Shadowrun... I'd love to play in a Shadowrun/Type-Moon crossover campaign. You'd obviously have to excise the whole undead STDs bit, but I'd still love the hell out of it.