May 14, 2025 12:58 pm
Test post.
Call of Cthulhu - The Island - Gameplay
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May 17, 2025 12:47 pm
All of you begin the game in a rustic wooden tavern, located in the midst of a small fishing village, on this bleak rocky island in the North Sea. It is a dark and stormy night. You're all drinking your ale and smoking your pipes in peace, when the tavern door suddenly swings open. Framed in the doorway, you see a slim young woman in a torn white dress. None of you have seen this woman before. She's soaked to the bone, her blonde hair plastered across her face. She looks extremely distressed.
She croaks out "they came from the sea, the sea" and then crumples to the ground, just outside of the doorway.
What do you want to do?
She croaks out "they came from the sea, the sea" and then crumples to the ground, just outside of the doorway.
What do you want to do?
May 24, 2025 11:00 pm
Dressed in a long weaved suit pants and matching waist coat, a colourful loose dress shirt with rolled sleeves offset by a pair of work boots, his vacant eyes made the other locals not approach him this evening. None wanting to get trapped in conversation about his flight of fancy beliefs. Sterling sat alone attempting to get himself into a dulled state using the cheap red they sold, but it wasn’t coming and his thoughts went back to the beautiful dark reds he had drunk back in University.
His melancholy broken but the noise of the door opening and a croaky ring to her voice. Getting to his feet Sterling waves his hands toward the door, "You two don’t just sit there help her." in a surprisingly strong voice for such a slim frame.
His melancholy broken but the noise of the door opening and a croaky ring to her voice. Getting to his feet Sterling waves his hands toward the door, "You two don’t just sit there help her." in a surprisingly strong voice for such a slim frame.
May 25, 2025 7:42 pm
Argus looks up from his drink at the sudden interruption by the woman, then responding to Sterling's command he rushes to the woman's side. He tries to determine what ails her, and if she is still conscious.
May 25, 2025 8:13 pm
Gareth is sitting with his back to the door enjoying the warmth his pint of beer is providing, after a day on the windy pastures.
When his cousin and drinking companion Argus stands up to go to the door, he notices the newcomer, and Sterling calling out.
What the..? Where does this one come from? She cannot have swam here...
He stands up and rushes to the drenched woman, looking at her skin for wounds.
"We better take her to the fireplace..." he says to his cousin, lifting the woman on one side and gesturing him to do the same on the opposite side.
When his cousin and drinking companion Argus stands up to go to the door, he notices the newcomer, and Sterling calling out.
What the..? Where does this one come from? She cannot have swam here...
He stands up and rushes to the drenched woman, looking at her skin for wounds.
"We better take her to the fireplace..." he says to his cousin, lifting the woman on one side and gesturing him to do the same on the opposite side.
Last edited May 25, 2025 8:32 pm
May 25, 2025 9:49 pm
As they attend the newcomer Sterling moves to assist by fetching his jacket, giving it to the lady for warmth.
May 26, 2025 12:34 am
OOC:
Will post as Effie once she’s approved into the game…The short, strong-limbed and buxom villager was a fisher-woman, one known her her skill at swearing, casting and mending nets, at drinking, fighting, and — if her angry peers were to be believed — her penchant for leading married (and unmarried!) men astray.
The woman and her stained white shirt and gray skirts are weather-beaten and salt-scoured; a chipped tooth marks her easy smile, and her auburn hair is always a tangle.
"Who t’fuck is she?!" Effie barks, pushing through to the woman’s side. If she worked in the fishery, sailing or drying, Effie would know her…