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I don't teleport.[/color] I Poof. In other words, I go invisible -- walk from point A to point B - then, become visible. I intended this to be a low-level Imp trait, making me invisible only to other low-level characters and the average non-gifted citizen, denizen, and forest creatures. But, since everyone around me is obviously more gifted than I originally thought, it's too late to take it back. I mean, I even fooled the dragons who didn't know they were dragons and the half-demon and the fallen deva. So my skill became artificially inflated to a higher level.
I also float, but not too high off the ground. [color:"yellow"]
I don't have wings.[/color] I flap my arms, because it makes me look silly, and imps like to look silly. My float-flying would be useless in a stiff breeze -- more like a newspaper or a tumbleweed or a loose kite.
My only other ability is really good hearing. My ears are bigger than my head, so think of me as a bat without wings. You probably mistook my ears as wings, huh?
My most keenly tuned sense is my sense of humor, and you've already seen my full range of that skill ...
My main role is comic relief and thieving skills.
Someone has to pick locks, hide in shadows, evesdrop, and backstab for the [color:"pink"]
Greater Good of the Group.[/color] And that
someone is me.
Regarding our amnesia and newbie status, I think we've already blown the lid off of Pandora's box.
If this was a D&D game, we'd all be at least 6th level
The only things missing are the Bag of Holding, Shield of Invulnerability, Ego Sword of Giant Slaying, 2,000 platinum pieces, 40xPotion of Healing, and Amulet of Daily Limited Wishes. Who knows? Maybe those things are hidden in the tree Lynn mentioned in her nametag note.
At some point someone will become the de facto leader of this group -- but not necessarily the most important person, nor the hero, nor the one with THE QUEST -- but one who everyone looks to as the one who keeps us moving in the right direction and stops us from losing sight of each other in a market place.
If a leader is nominated, I nominate [color:"orange"]
NOT ME![/color] I'm too opinionated and can't explain things in ten words or less.
IMHO, The dragons are dragons, they just don't know they are dragons yet. Someone else, or something else, polymorphed them into their humanoid form. The transition from the real world to this world has been a shock to all of us, so we are all adjusting to it. The dragons must spend some time as humanoid before they will become aware that they are something greater in size, skill, power, and food chain.
Time is screwed up here, apparently. We woke up, drank some tea, greeted LuCiDiTy and that took a whole day?!? And if it did, then nobody here must have cared much for poor Lynn, because we noticed she was missing pretty quickly but decided to waste a day and a night before pursuing the matter of her disappearance. I'm not complaining about the events of the day, just that it all could have taken place in less than an hour and we could easily have started following her trail before midday.
But somehow, suddenly, we were bedding down for the night and choosing guard shifts.
Frankly, I'm totally lost. I don't know what the group wants to do, and I'm not sure that everyone is done "shopping" for their start-up skills, spells, groceries, and backpacks.
Somebody tell me when the shopping is finished, and I'll wander back into the camp (or wherever the group is at that time). In the mean time, I'll just stand over here in the corner and try to learn the mood and mode of the group so I can fit in when it's time to do some adventuring.
Sorry for the ranting. I guess it's the mood of the world right now getting under my skin. Please feel free to ignore my comments in their entirety. I'm ready to have some fun with this story; I'm just not quite sure I'm doing it right.
